Holy molely this is too much...Pleasures of the flesh...Pre-Cum appears from both of us."Yes!" She cries,and just as excitedly,She grabs our cocks aga...in.She squeezes our shafts just right,and wickedly rubs our pre-cum juicein each others sacred cummy spots.The intimacy of this slow grinding,the sounds of pleasure from the both of usdeep voices groaning something primitiveMy cummy spot is now coated with your pre-cum,and yours with mine,she spanks our heads together to get our attention..."Now. I suppose Hannah’s bet has tapped into something deep inside me, a need I never knew I had. We ordered pizza for tea, and then settled down in front of the tv with a bottle of wine for the rest of the evening. It felt so good, cuddling up to Hannah on the sofa, my skirt splayed out under me. Hannah was still dressed in jeans, so I suppose we must have looked like a typical couple, but with the roles reversed. We went to bed around eleven, with Hannah going into the bathroom first while I. Her was about ten years older, divorced a couple of years with no kids, worked from home part of the time, and was well-read.When a coworker gave Nancy two concert tickets they couldn’t use, she asked Dave if he’d like to go with her. He sprang for dinner and on the way back after the concert Nancy mused, “Back when I had a boyfriend I’d look forward to some time in bed with him after something like this. But I guess it wouldn’t be appropriate for us.”Dave asked, “Why not? You’re certainly. We were very distressed, I couldn t believe that I, someone who is old enough to be this boy s mother n twice his height is being blackmailed this way.My peril doesn t end there. Just two days after that, the boy ordered me to go over his place, and to bring my husband along. To add to my embarrassment, he gave me a red dress (or is it just mere fabric?) for me to wear. Coupled that with a six – inch heels. We almost cried seeing that outfit. It barely covered me! The dress ended almost as high.