My wife asked her if she’d like to go with her but Debbie said she didn’t feel well and would prefer to stay home. As my wife left she told me to ...ake good care of my sister. Once my wife’s car was out of the driveway I asked Debbie if she was okay and she said yes she was fine and that she didn’t want to hang around a hair salon all morning. There was no indication from her that anything had happened the previous evening. Part of me was breathing a sigh of relief and part of me was wishing she. “Let me finish, then I want to get you in bed.” Laura proceeded to tell about their final sex session of the night. It had been their fourth time, and Dan’s fears were well founded; Greg could get it up and cum four times in one night. In Dan’s mind, Greg was becoming Super Stud once again. “I wanted our last fuck to be hard and rough. I know you don’t like to be too rough with me; you love me too much to really hurt me. Greg didn’t have that problem.” Laura told how she pushed Greg further.. Most women are shy about their bodies. Even if you've got the world's most gorgeous woman in bed with you, she's going to worry about how you like her body. Tell her it's beautiful, tell her which parts you like best, tell her anything, but get her to trust you enough to let you down between her legs.Now stop and look at what you see. Beautiful, isn't it? There is nothing that makes a woman more unique than her pussy. I know. I've seen plenty of them. They come in all different sizes, colors. Cassie was looking somewhere else, and I quickly determined the wink was for me. I smiled, impulsively. I got her attention quietly, “The old guy at the bar just winked at me. Think he’ll buy us drinks?”Cassie turned to look, then shrugged. It made her tits bounce. “Worth a shot.” She laughed at her accidental boob jiggle.As we approached the bar, the man asked if he could get us drinks. We both asked for white wine, thinking that was the dignified choice at an event like this. He asked the.