And sing she did, a different song, as if she had gotten what she wanted, and was calling something or someone else to her now. It was a gentle chant,...rhythmic, and I started to recognize it. I’d heard it many nights, when I crept out to listen to the circles of women who gathered and danced outside their villages in the moonlight. She was calling the goddess to her. It never worked for those circles of women, but I thought it just might work for her. She ran her hands over my chest while she. I just wanted to rip it off her and give her one right on her bed. My dick was stiff as steel and I leaned back on the chair to show her. "Does this answer your question?" I said."Oh my…" she said, eyeing my hard junk. She paused, then looked around the room to make sure no one watching (maybe she thought her mother would pop out from the clothes hamper) and then she asked, "so can I see it?"I thought for sure she must be joking now, but her cheeks had turned red and it was obvious she was. "I wasn't about to say anything until I understood the entire story here, and waited for her to elaborate."Mom said she and Daddy haven't had sex since Christmas Eve. The thing is, she said it wasn't this last Christmas Eve. Daddy is too tired, and way too stressed about the new launch to think of anything but work. I told Mom I was going to have this discussion with you, and she is hoping you won't think we're terrible, using you this way."She looked the problem straight in the face, and this. Melissa is about 5'6" tall with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. She weighs 140 pounds. I am 6' tall and weigh 225 pounds, athletic build, brown hair and eyes.Through the conversations earlier in the night I had learned some pretty graphic details about her sexual interests. Such as the fact that she can cum just from nipple play. After hearing that I could not get it out of my mind and a devious plan hatched when my wife, Jenny, insisted I walk Melissa home. As we were walking home I.