Jean and I made passionate love with her on top and me laying on Joyce’s ass my pillow Joyce was moaning wanting it to be her and after Jean was wor... out my pillow Joyce took over and rode me for a good hour we came many times together and kissed. Jean tried to leave and I said, ‘You sleep with me my love it’s a king size and there is more than enough room for the three of us and you guys got to make sure my arms don’t get to much of a work out.’ I got the raspberry from Jean and Joyce was. This is something she's going to have to work through herself. It really doesn't have anything to do with anyone else, just her. I feel helpless because I can't help her either." My tears rose as well.She looked up at that and glanced at my eyes as if to read the truth there. "Thank you. That helped more than you know." She squeezed my hand one time and sat back to rub her face. "Before Christmas we were so close. I kept suggesting we consider getting a place together." She laughed sadly.. Still facing him,... my breasts bouncing freely during the shift.He was melting away,... so aroused by my forwardness too. ' Oh Mother '... he cried loudly that time. ' Jesus '... he added... as I nestled closer to him now. His left hand was on my breast. I reached for his right hand, and placed it on my thigh. I looked deeply into his eyes,... and I leaned in to kiss him. He closed his eyes and he pouted his lips. I pressed my lips against his softly... and kissed him. I kissed. He had mentioned at the restaurant something about looking for some 'major changes' in a few months. He hadn't specified work, but his wife obviously thought so. Maybe I should talk with Dr. Rosen and set up a visit for the two Hawthorn women. I would also suggest a few modifications to their normal procedure.But, for now, my two treasures were about to become the most recent recipients of an accumulated 70 years of research and experience on inducing the female orgasm. I hoped we all would.