The boy on her left was dressed in a three-piece suit that Michael would have bet a fortune was Armani. He had jet black hair and brown eyes that were... behind the round spectacles he was wearing.But the person that caught his attention the most was the girl on the right side of the redhead. She had sandy blonde hair that was drawn back in a ponytail, with a stray lock of hair covering the left side of her face. He noted her shades. They were just like the ones he had in L.A... She was wearing a. At last I pulled into the driveway of my house and reached for my handbag, I was about to take the biggest step of my life and I was nervous,"I'm in the den darling" I heard my husband shout down to me, I'm ready for you"He was naked and sitting on a straight back chair with the ropes knotted tightly to his wrists and ankles, quickly I tied each rope to the chair and stood back to look at him, he was as excited as I was but unknown to him, for a different reason.He waited expectantly for me to. Her face seemed to turn white. The fear in her face was quite obvious. As she walked toward Rachel and I the tension built."Allan your parents are coming for a visit. What will we tell them?"Rachel spoke almost immediately. "Tell them the truth."Both of us were shocked, neither of us believed that my parents would approve of me sleeping with Rachel, much less me fathering her child. Nor would they approve of me living with both women. And I was sure they would not approve of me fathering. Each time, stopping just short of your clitoris and driving you wild with the need to have your cunt filled. An involuntary moan escapes your lips as pleasure and frustration fight for supremacy. Then you hear another sound. You recognise it as the buzz of a vibrator, someone has it between your legs. You feel its smoothness on you, gliding across your slippery flesh. The vibrator is expertly moved around your vagina sliding over your lips, dark and puffy now from so much arousal. You clench.