Her panties are drenched and her nipples hard and aching. All she wants to do now is to get out of her clothes. When the lift opened he took her hand... and no sooner had he opened the door that he unbuttons her blouse while kissing her deeply. “I still like your mouth, but forgive me if I find something better to replace it with.” Sonja is so glad he loves foreplay and can’t believe how much she has missed it. He moves his way from her mouth to the ear then to the collarbone, her neck and down. This is BULLSHIT.Women KNOW exactly, what the difference between love and sex is, and they use this both ways to their advantage."Love" is the sex she gives to her husband,as a "reward" for getting her way,and maybe she mIGHT give him a blow job on his birthday,IF he pleases her,or just enough sex to keep her place as the "lady of the house." But---"Sex" is what this same woman will do, with the guy who comes to paint the house while hubby is at work.She will fuck him in ways that she would. ”“Mistress.” She giggled then buried her tongue back into her snatch.Her left hand reached around me. Her fingers probed into my butt-crack and brushed my sphincter. My pussy clenched and I moaned in bliss. Angela purred, lapping up my juices. Her finger circled my sphincter.“Another hole,” Angela said. “Wow, how interesting. Such a different flavor.”“What?” I panted, the pleasure surging through my mind.“Do you like this? Will this make you produce more juices?” Her finger slid into my. " All of them?" So it, ah, seems. Sorry. I don't have anything else either."James didn't believe it. It was something about him. He was certain. He thought about asking the woman what the system had told her. It would be a waste of time, though. Defeated he got to his feet and turned to go.Becky watched him leave with relief. She would never have guessed. Looking at him he appeared so ordinary but "Potential Subversive" the system had said, "Not Eligible for Sponsorship" and "Refer to Security.