"You poor baby." John said softly reaching to caress the hair from her face that was covering her left eye. "You just take it easy today, hell if you ...want or need to just curl up on the couch and take a nap." He added taking a quick look between her long legs.Misty loved having him look at her; it sent chills through her, knowing he was looking at her. "Sure, but I want to cut your hair before I do anything." She said in a soft, loving voice. She wanted to see him the way he had been in his. He moves his lips down my neck, along my collarbone, to my breasts, my navel, and gently forms his lips around my clit, sucking relentlessly, letting it build up again. I cum around his fingers for the third time. It's like he gets off by watching me fall apart in his hands, waits for me to cum until I beg for him to enter me, to fill the void, because fingers can only do so much. His do enough as it is. "Please." I mewl. "What?" He asks sarcastically, looking up at me and digging a third. As he worked his way around her neck and shoulders, he tugged at the zipper of her dress. As he peeled it from her body, he let out a groan. Sex in all its glory, he thought to himself. As she looked into his eyes the haze pf desire changed to something dangerous. It shocked her to realise this is what she wanted. The danger, the risk, the glory of breaking the choke chain he had on his control. She took his hands and ran them over her body. “I bought this today so that you could rip it off. "Jan, he's my man, when do I get a turn?" Everyone at the table somehow kept a very straight face.The girl almost poured coffee on the table she was so engrossed with the conversation. She looked from one girl to the next, and then at Bob while he just sat with a dumb look on his face.Now it was Jan's turn to pout. Damn, they were all good at that one. "Heather, he may be yours but I haven't had my turn yet."Then came the kicker from Chelly, "Get over it Jan, we all know you prefer girls..