…Actually the chair wasn’t truly at our feet. It was at the foot of the sofa, but it was forward and at an angle so it better faced the TV. You ha...d to walk around the chair to sit on the sofa when you entered the room. It’s placement also made it easier for the person in the chair to have a conversation with who ever was on the sofa since they didn't have to turn as much to face them. Something I learned after Jillian had made me sit there and watch her masturbate while she was on the sofa a. Possibly after two years.’ ‘Of course, I do,’ she said in a rueful voice, ‘our bodies are loosing charm to each other. We need to watch others to get turned on.’ ‘You are more than correct,’ I was emphatic, ‘but what do we do improve things?’ ‘What thoughts do you have in mind, when you have sex with me?’ she asked. ‘I imagine two things – either I am fucking another woman or you are being fucked by another man.’ I was totally frank. ‘Hey, I have very similar thoughts. I do imagine getting. Eventually she took me all the way down to my balls. After around 5 minutes of her riding me she shot up of my cock with hers gushing and shivering an incredible orgasm, she slipped straight back on. I held her ass up and hammered her hole none stop for a good 20 minutes until I felt it was time to tackle her tight asshole. I'm not so sure she was ready but I needed to destroy both holes before I left, she had her head down and ass up high in the air and I guided my manhood to the entry of her. . this happened several times over the next couple weeks. i sent her a message one afternoon, to meet me sat night, change of plans. she kept askig, what are we doing, where are we going? told her going to a motel,going to be a long night i owe you for several Bj's. i didnt think she'd show, but she did... we dropped her car off, asked if she needed anything before we got to the motel, she was wearing jeans, sweater, and boots. i mentioned something to the effect that she had no idea.