Eventually she'd manage to re-connect with her half-brother and half-sister and we'd travelled north to meet them when things got very complicated ind...ed.I'd ended up falling for a lovely woman called Emma and having already met her daughter, Lauren, during a previous visit by her to see Ruth had invited them to come live with us, with Ruth's enthusiastic consent.Those stories are told elsewhere.As it is, I now share my bed with (mostly) Emma and/or occasionally with Ruth and Lauren. They have. . just as he had promised to do. Well ... almost always. I’ll get to that. But ... there was also always something else ... always something more ... always something further that I would do that would allow him to extend his hold over me. He pointed out once ... while he was holding my sweating, panting body against his, just following an especially intense session where I had bounced atop him like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco, his cock so far up inside me that I thought it was going to go. On TV the images of the blindfolded woman could be seen. The sound of the TV was off, my wife was staring fascinated at the screen with her dress pulled up, her hand between her legs and I could clearly hear the sopping sounds of the fingers coming and going in her dripping cunt.Her concentration was so great that she didn't hear me coming in. I stood in the shade of the kitchen and enjoyed the show that was offered to me. It wasn't long before her orgasm arrived. She sighed deeply, threw her. Tom saw a look of passion and fire. He removed her shirt to reveal the most perfect breasts he had ever seen. They were a cups, and so firm and perky. Her nipples were light red and so responsive and sensitive. As he gently caressed them with his tongue, they instantly firmed up and pointed towards his lips. With one swift motion he took it into his mouth and sucked on her left nipple as he cupped her right breast. Jenny became lost in this feeling that took over her body. It felt as if.