Her perfume hangs in the air as she puts her hand firmly on my knee. I lie back as she spreads my legs, kneeling over my body and making me feel so relaxed and comfortable....
then, later, I've turned my attentions to Anne. One moment I'm kneeling over her bare chest; the next, I'm running my hands over her pert nipples and breathing heavily. I lean over her again, my lips seeking hers, my hands on her gorgeous chest. And soon I am pounding away.
And as well as the recovery position and CPR, we practised putting slings on each other and using a defibulator.
I've had worse.












12/03/07 @ 23:22