A smug grin washed over my face as I held in my hands a means to control my partner's orgasm. I was giddy to say the least. She layed herself down on ...the mattress while I ever so slightly increased the intensity of the vibration. I could clearly make out whenever another increment was reached, as her body contorted in lustful spasms and she began moaning louder every time. Just when it looked like she was about to hit peak city, I turned the egg off, without any warning. She was shocked, eyes. He cock is of the perfect thickness; not too thin to make his length look spindly, nor too fat to spoil the sense of proportion. It's a cock Michaelangelo would have been proud to sculpt. "I want to suck that," I blurt out. That was embarrassing. I usually manage to be a little more suave than that. "Come on in," he says in a voice so low I almost missed it. "Looks a little crowded in there. Can we go someplace?" "Let me see what you've got." I dislike pulling out my cock "in the open," as. ----Alex was taking a hot shower. She scrubbed her body clean, especially her pussy, inside and out. She noticed there was a bruise--a hickie!--below her navel where Justin had sucked too hard. She hoped Charlie wouldn’t notice. She had just gotten home from Justin’s condo, where she’d fucked him for the fifth time. She still couldn’t believe what she was doing. She was ashamed of herself on one level. Here she was having an affair, cheating on her husband of almost twenty years. Her husband. “What will you have, m’am?”“Well, to start I’ll have the shrimp cocktail, and the Filet A’la Oscar, and a side of the Bleu cheese, Applewood smoked bacon mashed potatoes,” she told him.“Very good, how would you like that cooked?” the waiter said.“Very rare,” Jenny insisted, “Cool in the center.”“A lady who knows her meat,” the waiter smiled, “And you, sir?”“I’ll have the escargot, the surf and turf, and the same mashed potatoes,” I said with a smile.“Do you want your steak cooked the same way?”.