He has committed to me, I can feel it. I'll let him take my virginity when he's ready to ask for it. It won't be long. I can see the hope and desire f...or me in his eyes." He is male. I should give him the pleasure of courting me, pursuing me, catching me... dominating me? Yes! At our core, we accept each other as equals. But I am his female. I should give him the pleasure of catching me, mounting me as he desires, letting him possess me. Eros is a possessive love. It will be one of the. I lay down on the bed between Michelle's legs and slowly kissed the inside of her thighs. Her legs shivered as my tongue danced across her skin, moving ever-so-slowly closer to her shaved pussy. Gently my tongue and lips met her upper-inner thigh and Michelle's legs drew further open in response. Teasingly, my tongue worked its way closer to her pussy, which was now dripping wet. I slid my tongue inside Michelle and tasted her for the second time tonight. My mouth moved up her slit and my lips. M.I kissed him sweetly and told him to get going. Which he would have,except for one little problem. The only clothes he had were his dinnerjacket ensemble from the previous evening. Which would have caused himto do some fancy splainin' when he got to his clubhouse.As I often was, I was grateful for Bosley's great planning on this andother matters."I'll take care of things, Sweetie," I said. And I rang for Nancy.Nancy appeared at the bedroom door almost instantly. Surprising Marty.And pleasing. Sophie rapidly gasped while her nipples grew larger. She was about to or already having sex with the Holy Priest; she actually respected very dearly. An uncontrollable desire to make Father Paul happy and the confusion about the Celibacy of the Sanctified Man of Priesthood, was having a desperate conflict in her mind. Was she to be corrupting the fundamental belief of the sacrificial man, the celibate man of God, she did was not sure.Her hand reached down between his legs to find his huge cock.