Ed didn't even ask if she wanted to fuck again; he lifted her in his arms and turned her onto the bed, laying her head on his pillow. He lifted her up... momentarily and pulled her top off over her head and then he unfastened the waistband of her short skirt and slipped it down and off her body. Ed then stood there admiring Jackie's naked beauty, and he loved the sight of her large dark nipples and the smoothly shaved pussy lips topped by a small sexy strip of pussy hair."Jackie, I cannot tell you. Her hands came up to my face and lightly, her fingers played over the stubble on my chin, and the line of my jaw. Down my throat her fingers played, and I found it nearly impossible to breath. I picked up one of her hands as the other came to rest in the V opening of my shirt. I kissed the sensitive tip of each finger, all the while staring into her eyes that spoke volumes of unrequited love and desire. When I had kissed her thumb, she brought her other hand up and with my right hand in both. They watched Game of Thrones re-runs and got suddenly coy when the naked females walked across the screen. And screeched when the naked male buttocks also appeared. Martin laughed; though he did like the female flesh.Weekends were interesting. Given that they were there because of drunkenness, if they went out on a Friday or Saturday, they had to leave the cars and had to come back sober. He had an 11pm rule too. Since they were nearly adults, this might have been a bit draconian, but they. When Wendy had first seen Marcus at the invitation-only S&M party earlier that evening, she knew that he was born for the role of a dominant man. She glanced his way a few times, hoping that he would get the hint that she was interested. Wendy was the kind of woman any man - dominant or otherwise - would be happy to get to know. She was a petite, yet very attractive twenty-two-year-old woman with fine features. She had long, sunflower-blonde hair that fell past her shoulders, small but perky.