She was pinching her left tit with her finger while she slowly rubber her clit with her right hand. She had her eyes closed. That’s when I felt mo...ement on the bed. Christa was sitting with her back now against the wall, she was slowly rubbing her pussy through her shorts while still watching the screen. She then reached out with her left hand and touched my cock through my boxers. I think she was at first seeing how hard I was, then changed into a stroking motion. This took me by. Obviously my family wasn't extremely close...which was one of thereasons that I'd gone out of my way to keep away from them as of late. Iloved them...at least as much as anyone could, but I knew that hangingaround any of them wasn't exactly good for me.And I didn't really have any close friends either...certainly notsomeone that I could talk to about this. Then it suddenly hit me...therealization of just how few friends I really had. I didn't really haveanyone in my life that I was close. For a time, we would drop the kids off with grandma, go off on a date, then go to a bar after. Dawn would drink, dance, and flirt with other men, and when we would go home, she would be on fire – leading to likewise hot sex.Over time, though, that just wasn't enough. Eventually, we talked about it, then opened our marriage up to her seeing other guys from time to time (the details of which are a tale for another day). As of this story, Dawn had a pretty regular "friend with benefits" that she. He was so stiff and I knew why he was named boner as I felt him hunching his cock into me. I could never describe how I felt when he lay atop me still fucking me but his head near my shoulder, his breath on my neck, and his saliva dripping on me driving home the fact a dog was deep inside my pussy fucking me and I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to. I felt such an intense ripple run through my pussy as it clenched down on his cock when I had that thought, I loved the depraved carnality of.