Not&hellip,to get a hard on, but my dick insisted on getting full and a little stiff. Oh my she liked that. She adjusted her pussy on top of my dick. ...issy&hellip,. &hellip,&hellip,I got this trick from my girlfriend, who was already having sex with her dad. He would say: Here, let me scratch that for you and he would finger her pussy. His dick would come up and one time she slipped it in her pussy, when her mom wasnt around. He fucked her right there the first time. After that they fucked all. "She led me to my bed, spun me around and lay down on the bed, before spreading her legs and her pussy lips with a lusty look in her eyes."And all this time, to think I've been missing out on the real you..."I noticed a glisten starting to spread between her lips as one of her hands reached up to squeeze and tweak her nipple, the other hand sliding up and down her wetness.Still with cock in hand, she pulled me down onto her and quickly into her. What could I do but follow?I slid right into her. “You’ve already made my day, sweetie.” “One more goodie won’t hurt, will it?” Larry smiled benignly as he handed her the final wrapped package. “Well,“ she said, smiling brightly. “I suppose I won’t let it.” He laughed. “Let’s hope not.” The Phaidon coffee-table tome truly did make her birthday. Never mind the DVDs (“His Girl Friday” and “Gigi”), the Merriam-Webster thesaurus, the Godiva chocolates, and the Mikasa tea-pot to complement their wedding china. Or even the chilled-just-so cannoli. There was only one time that I came close to creating suspicion. Taylor was at the kitchen sink peeling potatoes for dinner. I walked up behind her and reached over her to get a cup from the cabinet. Without thinking, I blew my hot breath on her neck. She giggled and playfully reached back and squeezed my cock. I gasped and quickly looked over at Karen, who was sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper. She didn’t appear to have noticed. I breathed a sign of relief and moved on to pour.