A revelation I had this week is that I don’t like David. I’ve come to think of him as someone who strikes out or uses his physical presence as a s...hield. Guys like David are tough because they cant stand the thought of being hurt. They’re mean so that no one will try to get around their defenses. Dave, on the other hand, I love dearly. A few weeks ago, I thought I’d wanted Dave to be more like David while we fucked, or a little more recently, played domination games, but seeing the other side of. As his tongue flicked my erect nipple, Dean clickedaway with the camera. I froze, leaning back on my elbows, anxiouslyanticipating what my husband would say when he saw these pictures.Suddenly Sam’s swirling motion sent a shiver of pleasure from mysensitive breasts to my brain, made all the more intense because itwasn’t my husband’s tongue. I could not pull back. I raised my chestto offer myself, cupping one of my breasts with my own hand up to hismouth. I knew coming in. It's nice to see that there are a few women still out therethat don't dress like a bunch of femi-nazi dykes in loose black jeans andshit."It was Jeb, our most popular player, of course he was a hit with all ofthe ladies. "Thank you," I said quickly, "but I am late to meet my boyfriend." Shit," he replied, "I should have known a chick like you would be alreadyspoken for, ha, ha, well you know where to find me if something fallsthrough." I thanked him and hurried on. Finally I reached Melissa's. " Having her so close and knowing the only thing that separates us is a flimsy price of silk is driving me crazy and I know there is no chance she can miss the obvious buldge between my legs.With a sly smirk she nods. "That's what I thought " and without another word she is straddling me, her lips crashing into mine. My brain turns to instinct mode and I can't stop myself from reacting. Her tongue darts in and out to meet my rhythm whilst my hands slide over the soft silk that contains her.