We also have our groups such as the jocks, nerds and so forth. While we don't gossip near as much as the girls we seldom pass up the opportunity to sp...ead some news of who did what and who they did it to or with. A certain amount of bragging was a rite of passage in the teen years. In spite of Jen's love for me, she couldn't help but notice that some of my friends were 'hunks'.In true teenage fashion, there were ample opportunities for visits. Jen and I often would invite a friend or two over. For the new me, it was now a story I did not know how to tell.Mark had made me realise that prudery had retarded me and impoverished my marriage. Martin was a gentle and considerate man. He took care that in our sexual couplings, nothing he did or attempted would shock, displeasure, or disgust me. For instance, I showed early in our marriage a dislike of being taken from behind. My mind hated the mental picture of my naked bottom in the air waiting to be poked. I imagined Martin’s hands. She began to scream as I licked her ass and pussy back and forth. "It feels so good oh my god keep going keep going! Don't stop!". She then came for a 3rd time before my cock was even in her pussy. A bit burned out from licking over and over again, I turned her over and spread her legs. " Please fuck me she whispered as I took my throbbing cock in my hand and rubbed it back and forth against her clit. Her pussy was already oozing cum and was like a rainforest. It literally was like someone. Even with that in mind he still couldn’t quite put everything he had into it. Guilt, and an irrational sense of being exposed, made him hold back. She responded by grinding into him harder. “More,” she said.He reached under, groping her breasts again. Perspiration glistened on her back, like diamonds against her skin. The rush of blood in his ears shut out every other sound (including, mercifully, his own thoughts). Mia was gushing wetter around him and the sensation triggered a surge at the.