For some reason, the man's voice actually reminded me of Sheriff Stone. Funny that how works, that assholes from one world bear an eery resemblance to... those of other worlds. Of course, the Sheriff never waged a genocidal war, or even plotted one, but he didn't have the opportunity, either.I lay there rather quietly when the pair ascended the stairs and entered the now darkened room. It was evening at last, and I was still there. I really needed to return to my world and retrieve my truck, but I. The next morning she called me and when I answered she said, "Good morning slut sister" and since then we have spent many a time sharing a bed and swapping partners. I'm looking forward to next week. Hubby will be gone on a business trip and Millie's hubby will be off doing his two weeks of summer reserve training. Millie asked me if I was up for a gangbang and I'm considering it -- seriously considering it.Wednesday night was a dead night on TV as far as I was concerned so I got my book and. Let’s order something from room service. And a bottle of wine. Maybe after that I will be a little more responsive.”“Order something we can eat in bed. Pasta Alfredo?” He spread her legs wider and inserted his tongue in her vagina.She gave the order over the telephone. “How about a shower while we’re waiting for the food? We smell like sex.” She sniffed the air. “This room smells like sex. I guess there’s nothing we can do about that.”“The perfume of true love.”“I love you, too,” she said. She gave a strangled, triumphant sob and her legs went around my neck. I was surprised by the acrid peppery taste that told me she was already loaded with someone else’s cum. As I licked, Barbara started telling me about her adventure. She said, “There I was trying to get a table for lunch, but the steakhouse was full. So I had to sit at the bar. As I waited for the bartender, I started making small talk with the couple, Linda and Brandon sitting next to me. And the discussion eventually.