I adjust my stance, thrusting my pelvis forward with the head of my penis in Sandy’s face. She continues gently working my enshrouded erection and c...radles my balls in her left hand. I can’t keep my breathing quiet. The real deal “I think it’s about that time,” she says. “I want to see how this works.” Sandy strokes me with a steady, purposeful hand, the sensations magnified magnificently. She keeps her eyes fixed on my glans – my muscles clench without any conscious effort. Sandy is about to. Several times since then, I had allowed him to snack off my pussy. Most the time I would smear peanut butter all over my public hair, my vulva, my thighs, and my asshole. He would eat me non-stop (unlike my ex-husband, David) until every hint of peanut butter was licked off. Sometimes it would take an hour of constant, tireless licking. In the meantime, I would continue to have my strongly felt climaxes. As far as "relationships" go, the one I have with Barney is defintiely a give-give. Then she dropped a bombshell on me."Glen, I think it would be a good idea if we moved in together. It seems pointless to continue to have two separate places when you're at my apartment or I'm at yours every night of the week." I don't know if that's such a good idea, Kath, I kinda like having my own place." Oh, so now you just don't care. Is that it? Or is it another woman? You seeing someone on the side?" she snapped, harshly."No, it's nothing like that. It's just that I don't think I'm. "Open your eyes,Rachael"i ordered.Rachael opened her deep blue eyes,she looked like an innocent kitten.I was smiling at her and i was sure she must be feeling ashamed at doing that but she kept on torturing her clit. .