Beth was always a little bit surprised that her little jealousy of Georgia's life appeared. She searched her soul, but she could not figure out why she would feel this way. Georgia's husband, Hank, was tall, dark, and handsome. He had money and power and broad shoulders. To make matters even worse, Beth liked him.
As they drank their water, Max could feel his desire rising again. He loved her body with its flowing flesh and its softness. When he began to move, she spoke, "Please don't stop." Paulette moaned and then screamed a deep throaty scream.
There was an irony to being fertile and pregnant, something that had happened with clinical precision, because it was done in a clinic. She is a mountain of a woman with curves that are like the Rockies and a desire that is even bigger. Enjoy!
"Hot and steamy - pregnancy erotica done right"
It took a little planning, but Amanda came up with a solution. An impromptu party for the guys with girls who were real girls. Good, basic, sensible women who were interested in fun.
Betty had to struggle with image for one simple reason: She had big boobs. Really big boobs. Annette always felt that men were only interested in her boobs. She was about as big as Betty. They were both smart women, but they had bonded and developed a friendship based on their shared attitude towards their boobs.
Jason looked down at her as he arranged her on the floor. It was like a dream to have his body against the white flesh of her gently rounded stomach as he lifted her from the hay to the clothes.
When Tania looked over at Sheree to see what her reaction was to her stated desire to freshen up in the men's suite, she was surprised to see that Lloyd had leaned in intimately and was playing with Sheree's hands.
Our first thought was to join a dating site to meet men for casual encounters. Wanting sex when we want it and how we want it is what it is all about. How could I go back to regular, boring old game-playing sex after having a taste of these three luscious babes?
The two women went into the restaurant and ordered their food. While they were waiting, Sara began to chatter about her brothers. This was a frequent topic of conversation these days. Sara turned her bitching to the poor use of the Champagne Room. "The Champagne Room is a goldmine."
Being a prince meant that women lined up for his attention without any effort on his part. The only limit to the number of ladies willing to play with him was his own ability to satisfy them all. He was looking at her foot when he spoke. "I have no intention of luring you into something you don't want to do."
Betty sat down with Michael and Lewis. They were recent additions to her private special parties. She told them about Sandy, and brainstormed with them to plan what they could do to bring Sandy into the land of happily living people. Lewis said, "the best thing is a nice big, triple play".
Once you have seen a glimpse of glory like Paulette did, it is very difficult to go back to the boring old ritual. Paulette had the next two days off, and she woke this morning ready for an adventure.
The bigger one, the one who had been driving, was Red's type. Round face, round body with extremely generous curves. Red buried his face this time in her. He was floating on a cloud of womanhood. He stopped to ask her, "Do you want me to stop?"
She was aware that the day after her night of passion made her feel smarter. Her mind was clear. She was on top of everything that day. It could've been as simple as being out of the office and away from her daily pressures. Carla was talking to Scott. The next thing Scott knew, Carla said, "Well, come with me. I want to show you my etchings."
While Zeta was looking for potential dates, Bryan was lifting weights. He loved the feeling of his muscles working and the invigoration of his body when he worked out like this. Bryan looked at the women working out on the various machines. He never told anyone this, not even Matthew, but he loved coming to the gym for the eye candy. Bryan was thinking these things when Matthew interrupted his thoughts.
Clifford and Harold left shortly after and drove back to their own homes, talking the entire way about where to take the women. They finally decided on a villa they could rent on a private Caribbean Island. Over the week prior to the Friday night pickup, emails were exchanged and arrangements were made for a chauffeured limousine to pick up the women at seven Friday evening. As they stood in the front hallway looking around, Clifford came up beside Alison and put his arm around her.
After the neighbors went, the gang went back to talking about sex and then ended up with a plan to test out the bedrooms. There were four guys and three women. They thought the best thing to do was designate each bedroom with a theme.
The first week of the vacation was everything that Amanda imagined. She loved the pure air and the Jacuzzi and the shade of the trees and the freedom to lounge around the back deck without a stitch of clothes on.
In spite of the trepidation the women had and the somewhat restrained attitude the men had toward each other based on their newly discovered common interest, dinner turned into a lively exchange of jokes and stories.
Bradley was getting married and he had just made the biggest mistake of his life. He cursed himself for telling his pig of a brother anything that would give him an opening.