He wanted to meet up so i ask him where he said his house so i got on some panties and some skin tight jeans and a nice shirt and got in the car and w...nt. as i pulled up to his neighborhood it was a nice looking place i got to his house it was a level house painted dark blue. i walked up to the door i was nerves i have never done this before but i met him before so it couldn't be that scary. i rang the doorbell, he came to the door and invited me in he had a nice home one bedroom and a living. This was my first attempt at deep throat, and I was certain that Hazel had never tried it successfully, if at all. I will say that I was impressed at what she was willing to do for me, so I tried my best to cooperate with her.She pulled me down and clasped my cock between her lips. She wrapped her arms around my thighs and gently scratched at my balls with her fingernails. Wow! What a sensation that was! I swear that I felt like I got an inch longer when she started that. Hazel sucked gently on. Slowly the hand relaxed and life flowed back into Lesley's quaking limbs."I can squash you like the insect you are any time I wish. It's only the memory of love lost that keeps you alive. That and Mike's desire for vengeance against your sins" Mika growled.Lesley shuddered in realization of the trap she had fallen into; Mika loved and hated her in equal measure. Theirs' would be no passion only pain and recrimination. Friend and tormenter, an angel and devil rolled into one; with Mika her. She has a lot of bedrooms at her place...so we each had our own room, expect hubby, but there was more than one warm bed waiting for him where ever he wanted to spend the night.Next up was hubby’s b-day. Since celebrating his 40th in Paris (speaking of which I will have to write up that story!), we have looked forward to hooking up with my, now our, French friend Agnès. The two days with her in Copenhagen, were certainly more than wonderful. We make a great trio. Just wish we could see her.