When she saw herself in the dress shop mirror, she smiled at the way it looked and as she slid her hands from her shoulders to her hips she beamed thinking how much pleasure it would give her to feel Bill’s hands touching her in it. The dress had one blossom centered a little above and to the right of the nipple on her right breast and another centered a little down and to the left of the nipple of her left breast so that the petals of the flowers seemed to fly across the tops of her breasts then collide generating a shower of sparkling stars at the top of her cleavage that glittered all the way as they fell to her waist. To her it looked as if her breasts were being grabbed by the blossoms and thought that Bill would find it a sexy look. Sweet spice! And hopefully maybe just a bit naughty! I like the way this looks and it feels really good! Orphaned when her parents became trapped while exploring an underwater cave when an earthquake struck during a family vacation trip to the South American west coast, Cory bounced from one foster family to another before her tenth birthday experiencing all types of foster living environments ranging from lukewarmly welcoming to brutally hostile and was finally taken in by her father’s sister, Brenda, and her husband, Martin Waters, when she was twelve. More than three years of being unsettled before moving in with her aunt left her scarred and even though she was cumshot an adult and had been married to Bill for almost seven years she had never gotten past the dread of being by herself once again. During her foster family experiences her daydreams provided refuge for her and over time she became so adept at visualizing scenes and stories that she could outline an entire movie in her mind, connect and rearrange scenes, put any scene into a loop, shift the visualization to another part, put the entire movie on hold while she took care of some task such as talking with a repairman that required her focus, or if the task was something routine such as unloading groceries after shopping she could complete the actions required by the task while the fantasy continued to play out. Under the right conditions, she could make the daydreams vivid and realistic enough to produce a physiological effect without any other stimulation. Now that the decision on what she wanted to be wearing when Bill got home had been made, she checked the time and realizing she still had enough time for another day dream if she hurried her mouth became a mischievous smirk and her eyes burned with anticipation. Not wanting to get the dress wrinkled before Bill saw her in it, she carefully took it off and smoothed it out 720p on the side of the bed. She wanted a really hot fantasy and laid out the story line. The action would start with Bill’s handsome face and from there it would move to him kissing her, his hands feeling her up then stripping off her clothes, and she would feel his mouth sucking her bare breasts while his tongue flicked her nipples. He would give her nipples a goodbye kiss like he had just that morning. She would be so hot that she would be swollen, twitching, and she would be wet from her vagina to her clitoris. Next, she decided he would touch her clitoris, twirl strands of her pubic hair between his fingertips, slide his fingers along her wetness, and grab her butt to hold her vagina in exactly the right position. She would already be so hot that only a slight amount of additional stimulation would push her over the edge. At last, he would penetrate her and ejaculate deep inside her flooding her cervix with so much of his semen that some would flow out of her vagina then down between her cheeks leaving her bottom hole covered with a sticky thin coating of his cum. Setting up the story line was like foreplay for one of her fantasies but she regarded it as only a rough guideline and would freely ad lib with side trips, rest handjob stops, and diversions when the fantasy actually played out. To add Bill touching her to her fantasy, she had to move her consciousness to a deeper level and to do that she needed to let go of any awareness and stress. Small physical touches could be secretly enjoyed and she became quite innovative. Rubbing her clitoris against a hard corner of a shelf or gliding her fingers across her breasts when she reached for something while shopping were two of the innovations she developed. But for her mind to fully add his touch she had to be able to concentrate and to do that she needed to put her mind into a very relaxed state. She closed her eyes tightly, concentrated on slow, deep breaths, and focused her mind on her toes letting stress flow out as if it were a hot gas under pressure hissing as it escaped. From her toes she methodically moved through her entire body making every part relax. And finally, she focused on the base of her spine and made a bubble of consciousness flow up through her spinal cord to her brain. Once the bubble reached her brain she moved the fantasy to the beginning, imagined Bill’s fingers starting at her neck just below her chin, touching her shoulders, pinching her blowjob nipples through her blouse, gliding further downward across her chest and belly to her waist, his hand slipping inside her panties then clinching her pussy for a short time then stimulating her clitoris with his fingertips, and finally penetrating her vagina to finger fuck her. At the part of her fantasy when he trailed his fingers across her breasts and tweaked her nipples she set the movie to replay in a loop. It was one of her favorite parts when they made love. When she saw Bill later, she knew he would fondle her breasts and nipples, but she hoped he would give her nipples a bit of extra attention tonight. You were asleep before your head hit the pillow.” Mike said with a smile, “drink your coffee. I don’t care how big your penis is. I just want to see it and maybe learn a blowjob thing or two. He placed his prick in front of Loretta’s mouth. He fingered me through it, helping to make it last as long as possible. She was dumbfounded and stormed away, but he didn't seem to notice. The lights were dark down there, all a neon purple. “It gets hot enough to fry eggs on stone during the day, and cold cumshot enough to freeze water during the night.” Drask replied, giving Lucilla an annoyed look, “The Gratoran Desert is a hostile place, but beneath the surface, it’s temperate and comfortable. I smacked her ass as I handjob tongued her slit ferociously. Two dress outfits each and the rest of the week we planned to wear jeans, comfortable shirts, and even shorts. Georgia So ... make it a good apology” Large globes drop from her gapping hole onto the ground. As many times as, you want. But it started to look like this erection was going to go to waste. “How? You have no idea son just how kinky, I said. “Ya what do you want now, hey what you doing, this is getting to be a habit you 720p know me seeing you half naked and it could get us in trouble if the folks find out.”