Ooooh fuck, I’m cumming!”
My reaction triggered his climax. It seems to me that you feel comfortable with me, like an old pair of house slippers. Xxx well… I looked into Richard’s loving eyes and asked. That’s it, move that cunt, and squeeze my fuckin’ dick!”
The male voice emanating from the room sounded young. One Friday morning Ron and I were sitting at the table having coffee when Richard entered the room carrying his briefcase. I don’t think you’ll corrupt his impressionable young mind. “Kandy, what on earth were you doing while reading, wrestling with the covers?”
I figured he felt suspicious, because he walked over to the closet and opened the door. Hell, I can’t even recall the last time we spent all night making love, just you and I!”
“I don’t get it, Kandy.”
“You’re right darling, ‘I DON’T GET IT,’ and I haven’t been getting it for a long time!”
“Getting what,
