. That’s right - skull shining breathing.”Jens counters, “Ben, that involves using the abdominal muscles to pull in the stomach and Liz isn’t ...oing that. She’s just focusing on the breathing instead of the pain. However the rhythm of it is the same.”Thom walks into the room and announces, “What? No baby yet! I was hoping to win my bet.”I remark, “Thom, we never agreed on what the winner was going to win.”Jens agrees, “That’s right. With both of us not drinking anymore it can’t be Knob. The couple achieved orgasm together, the man crushing the woman in an embrace as he jerked against her body. She squirmed there atop him, humping her crotch against his hip.The woman recovered fairly quickly and scanned the people around her, catching the eyes of the voyeurs in her bright gaze. There was a smile of naughty relish plastered across her face. When her eyes met Stacy's, Mrs. Lancaster's breath caught in inspired lust.The woman singled Stacy out with eye contact. Perhaps it was the. Rebecca inspected herself. “Hmm... Not this one, it’s too sweaty. But the length’s okay, although it’s a bit big round the hem, a bit billowy.” The length on her was just above mid thigh. Indeed she had worn dresses in the past which were shorter than that. “You know I have another clean one the same style in the van, don’t you? I’d love you to wear it with no panties on.” “To go shopping in Welshpool?” she asked, sounding surprised. “Yes,” I intoned. “You are awful – but I like you!” she said. She came to tea one evening and things took a turn for the worse [or better dependant on your POV] after the after dinner drinks took a hold and I quietly dozed off in front of the fire. Pat and Mary sat on our issue sofa together, chatting about the past few years working together and living in over the job.Well I woke it was to see my wife deep in a long snog with her friend, and I found that rather exciting. It turned out they had been a bit more than just friends and were keen to continue.