He passed her a glass then sat down beside her, the pleasure he just had was obvious from the beaming smile on his face. They soon polished off the bo...ttle, while chatting and giggling like a couple of teenagers, who had just discovered the joys of sex.Chardonnay got up to get the cases then returned to unpack. Phil dressed and phoned down for more champagne from the lounge. Slipping on a white baby doll nightie which left little to the imagination Chardonnay sat back on the bed. She kept her. Once seated she turned her smile and charm up to maximum.The waitress bought him coffee and her a diet coke and some ice for leg,which she didn't actually need and left sitting on the table and thendeparted. "I actually saw you in the cosmetics store you know, I was inthere shopping." Oh yes I was..." She cut him off before he could say anything, she knewshe needed to control the conversation. "That ridiculous story you gavethe saleslady, wasn't really very inventive." What," he said. "I. She shrugged and nodded, her head jerking briefly, lips pursed. "Are you okay with it though? I mean, we never really discussed hard limits as far as doing things to other people." Yeah, I guess, I mean..." He shrugged back. "But I don't top. I guess that's where I'm confused." You're still not topping me. You're doing what I tell you to. I suppose technically you could say I was topping you from the bottom, but as long as the BDSM police don't find out we should be okay. It's all negotiated,. With a 9 inch penis, he never had trouble satisfying his wife, despite their boring love life. He was a loving and compassionate man, who worked as a pastor at their local church.His wife Esther was 41. Her long blonde hair and blue eyes were breathtaking. Her body was even more so. With beautifully sculpted D-cup breasts, and a slim figure with wide hips and firm ass; she was the icon of many men's lust. She was a stay at home mother, who occasionally helped out at her husband's congregation..