.. If he was going to screw me over that way It would hurt, so I told him if I could top his guy. I was going to grab a condom but he gave me no choic...e, actually neither of them did. The bottom one empaled himself as he was already opened. And before I could say anything the top one was behind me rimming my ass... And pushing me to synch the rythm of my hips with the ones of his own tongue... This was all I needed to give up any kind of resistance. So I just let it all go and got empaled. She was so smart. She had no trouble at all using our computers and updating many of our files. I stopped in her office and she mentioned a few ideas that would make posting much easier. Before we knew it, it was time to close shop.I asked Mary if she would like to stop next door at the restaurant and get a bite to eat. She told me she was really hungry so we had dinner together. I asked her if she would be all right going home by herself and she said she thought she would.Things were normal. Monique’s internal lubrication enabled them to set to again with undiminished relish. Only the sounds changed. Once Nils had established his angle of penetration, each complete withdrawal ended with a squishy slurp, while each insertion culminated in the slap of flesh on flesh. In this position, Nils was able to augment Monique’s delight with a firm slap to a buttock.Of course, there had to be a dénouement, a great shivering, shattering, consuming climax. When it came, Monique was again on her. “Yes!” John shouted as the first toss showed seven, giving him the advantage. “Seven’s the point,” intoned Nick without emotion. “Way to go baby!” gushed John as a fresh hit of adrenaline tricked into his bloodstream. “Now what?” asked Judy innocently. “Roll a seven baby. We need seven to win,” urged her husband. She picked up the dice and rolled again. “Five,” intoned Nick. “Now what?” Nick stared John in the eyes. John swallowed hard and answered, “You have to take something off.” “Oh.” She.