" Celia stroked Adele's cheek in return."But you lied to me." Celia looked up at Adele with a mischievous grin onher face.Adele frowned, puzzled."Yo...u said you would fuck me a little." She smiled impishly."I think you've had enough. I need your A-game tomorrow." Adele nippedCelia's earlobe as she whispered her response.Celia knew that she was teasing. She could feel that Adele's cock hadbecome engorged and untucked during their lovemaking. It was pressingagainst Celia's belly through. Me? I kept everything of Monica’s. I think I was handling it worse. I came home the night after she had died, to grieve in solitary. I tried to sleep in my bed, every time I rolled over, I saw no one next to me, my shoulder would sing out in agony, bruised to hell where they popped it back in, but it was nothing compared to the agony my heart was feeling. I moved myself into the spare bedroom, taking my clothing and making the marital bed as I left. I couldn’t sleep in there any more. Trish was. I was a little later than I expected, and I wonder just how long you’ve been like this, exposed, vulnerable, and eager for my touch. I see your legs trembling and I have my answer—it’s definitely been a while. I can see that you're close to the edge but I know that you’ll follow my rules and won't let go until I'm inside you. I undress slowly, loving both the tease and the contrast between the tender bare skin of your body and the rougher formality my business attire. I walk around you silently. She was in it now, and she was close. Sasha let go of me and faced me again.My boss grabbed my face and kissed it. She kissed my cheek then my forehead and my chin. I didn’t want to let her cool down, so I caressed the sides of her frame again, and she closed her eyes and let me roam her body again. My wandering hands found her hips, and as she kissed my neck I let them wander below the hips and touched her thighs.She didn’t protest, so I grabbed her inner thigh and she just kept on moaning and.