.. do I turn around and let you guide your cock into my pussy? Do you want to kiss me all over first? Focusing on my neck, my ears, my face, eye lids..., cheek, lips? Moving down my back or down to my now erect nipples? My clit is swelling and tingling. Or do I just take charge and focus on your swollen cock and moving ball sack? So many desires. So many memories. All flash through my mind. As I look at your cock I want to touch you. I want to caress your balls. I want to move closer to. You look so sexy and desirable all nicely spread out as you are. Nice hard nipples, your pussy is very wet and slightly open wanting more attention, you have a sexy look in your eye and a nice smile. I bring the blindfold to you, you lift your head and I slip it on, taking away your site. Your sense of site is gone, your other senses will take over. I lean in next to your ear and tell you to enjoy your pleasure and to cum as often as you wish. I then take your earlobe and play with it and. Hubby kept at me like the true pussy lover he is. I tried to push his head away from crotch when it got too intense, but he pushed back. I squeezed my thighs together while he kept at me, his heavenly tongue working ceaselessly and two finger taken care of my g-spot. s*s buried my face between her breasts saying, ‘that’s it, cum Jess, just let go’. Hubby let up only as my rocking orgasm subsided. My body went limp with my legs spread wide apart; I lay there exhausted quivering, trying to. I think youd like it. It was more than a passing sentiment. One of my deepest talents was my passion for people. I asked questions for answers, rather than for courtesy, and I remembered those answers. Passionately detached. It was a gift. George truly would enjoy the book, and money would say that he would have trouble putting it down. He chuckled with a glance at the clock, you better get upstairs. Youre going to be late. His voice was teasing, like he was making use of an inside joke. In a.