He lifted himselfslightly,and I took that as an invitation to tug his satin soccer shortsdown his thighs. The the youngster lay back again, openinghi...self up to me in his tee-shirt and briefs. A damp patch of precumwas already wetting the front of his silky nylon briefs, and he lookedso horny. I dropped to my knees in front of the teenage athlete, andpulled his shorts down to his ankles, then closed up to him and kissedhis warm stomach. Then I moved downwards, and got the first tang of. Somehow he managed to bypass her pussy and instead he nibbled on the sensitive skin of her inner thigh but Tara was having none of that. She yanked his hair hard first before speaking. Dont be cruel and tease me Duncan. Please kiss me there. He looked at her and replied with a smirk on his face. Where do you want me to kiss you? Tell me. My pussy Duncan, I need you to kiss my pussy. Please Im begging you she pleaded in a voice barely above a whisper. He smiled broadly in reply before he buried. He said it almost broke him and his wife up. He didn’t give me any details but I think that his wife might have played along with Joe for a while. She might even have encouraged him. Who knows? People get carried away under the right circumstances but can wake up after its too late. You and I both know that.”“Yea, the desire for sexual satisfaction can be a big driving force. It can send all common sense out the window. I had better leave. I have an appointment. I’ll look you up. It isn’t that I fear what she might do to me; my fear is that I might harm her. My desire for her is too intense; I would surely lose all self-control by her mere touch. Passion would overtake me, forcefully pushing me to take her, shove my tongue deep into her mouth, tasting her, biting her lips. I would pull her body against me, crushing her breasts against my chest. I would ram my cock deep into her, stroke after stroke; each stroke intensifying my hardness, engorging me further and in turn.