Do you agree?”A stammered, “Yes. Yeah! Oh yeah. I never forgot that summer in your pink bedroom.”The wife continued, “So you want to eat my pu...ssy again? My husband says he wants to see if I am as good as I ever was. He said I could have been a porn star. I guess I’m too old for that now, eh, husband?”Reggie realized this would be his consequence for a misplaced modifier during sex.The wife’s opening started with, “Come sit down on the bed and tell us about what you’ve been doing these past few. My mom had to get us on state insurance so she scheduled us both with doctor visits. I got the rest of the day off, so I went over to Wes' place for the first time during the day. He was there alone and was watching a porno movie. I plopped down and centered on what was going on onscreen. Wes started jacking off while watching, which wasn’t uncommon so it didn’t bother me much. I think I was comfortable enough to jack off myself although at that time I was doing it inside my pants but as I. Her breath became ragged, and the shakes started, but she tightened her own grip. He spoke soothingly to her, but still she quivered, and he feared she would hyper-ventilate.Music was not one of Dex's strengths. He had better than average appreciation and recognition, but no performance skill. For some unknown reason, he started humming one of Jenny's old songs. Whether Elise could recognize the tune or not, the act itself had a rapid calming effect. Within a few phrases, her breath steadied,. " Sproing." Laughing. Would you make me do that if we got together? Make me show myself to you?" Yes." Good. In another, I'm called into a room where a man sits. Again, I don't want to be there, but I have to. Sometimes I actually think that I'm trying to get a part. Sometimes I'm being blackmailed. Sometimes I just fantasize that he has undefined power over me. He sits quietly and I do what I know I must. I strip. I spread my legs for him. I bend over and show him my ass. He never says a word.