My pussy is almost dripping as I say these words. He turns me around quickly by my arms, pushing me against the wall and leaning on my back. I can fee... his hard cock against my bum and this only makes my pussy wetter and my breathing harder. I feel his breath on my neck as he moves my hands to my sides, running them up my arms to play with my straps of my dress. He leans back a little to move the straps off my shoulders and my dress falls free over my womanly curves. I feel his hands moving. Finally he was there, he just hoped that the crystal wouldn't need to feed for a while, he could give it some of his but it didn't always listen to him. In the room he felt his target, above the casket/box he held his hand out. Finished he was starting to leave when an idea hit him, shrugging he figured hell, why not? In another room over a much richer casket he held out his hand and touched the crystal.Ugh! Jonathan thought such vile, dark evil! The mere presence of it had Jonathan reeling. I had just masturbated all over another woman. Twice! Hell, I had actually fingered her while she jacked me off. And she was my best mate’s girlfriend to boot. “Good one, Dickhead,” I sighed under my breath. To hell with Rob. He’d have to take care of himself. I was focused on what I should do about Melissa. Oh, God, Melissa, I sobbed in my mind, my eyes welling on the outside. What the fuck did I do? Eleven years of marriage pissed away, and for what? A couple of cheap orgasms. Brilliant. I. It makes me feel more guilty for betraying you. She covered our 6 feet distance in blink of an eye and smashed into me hugging me and burying her face into my chest. I put my hands around her back and pushed her inside me more. It was an awesome feeling. I thought of losing what could be a greatest gift in my life. We remained in that position for around ten minutes. My hands were crawling all over back, pushing her more into me. She took her face off my chest and kissed chest over my T-Shirt..