Inhaling your scent. I lick your right thigh first starting to spell out the letters of the alphabet on you. You shiver. My husband walks over and mov...es his hands down your body until he gets to my head. He pulls my hair and shows me how he wants me to pleasure you. He moves me over your crotch as I rub my naked breast over the lace and then on your naked stomach. I make my way until my body is over you and whisper in your ear that I want to see my husband take you from behind. You sigh and. Also, if it becomes too much, at any time, just say 'please, ' and we will wait for you to say 'OK' before continuing. If you ever want it to completely stop, just say 'stop.' Other than those words, I request you say nothing. Tonight is about you listening and hearing, not speaking. Listen to our words, listen to our reactions, and accept the truth of what we see and appreciate. Do you have any questions or concerns to address before we start?" No, I'm fine. I've been relaxing and doing deep. " SaidSusan theatrically pouting, smiling and batting her eyelids. "Sure come in, I'm sure it wont take long." Susan came through the door closingit after herself and walked over to his desk . She stood beside Stephen ashe sat at his desk loading her disk, she had taken out of her bag, onto hisPC. He was suddenly very aware of those damned boots right by his face, hecould see the rise and fall of her upper thigh before her modesty was somewhatbelatedly covered by the very short dress. To make. .. pass the pipe.”After a few rounds we reached the dottle ... no smoke. He took out the poker and cleaned the bowl, put the brass rod away and looked.“Nope ... plenty, Chuck.”Amazing ... pot had come so far. Prior to this my most memorable high had been when every body was out and Tim cleaned out his empty baggie collection.Just the dust leftover from three years of madness. The dregs managed to fill the foil lined bowl of a miniature corncob pipe.One hit and everything turned maroon. That hit.