” My uncle asked. “Nope, not at all,” and with that my uncle drove off in his truck and Justin climbed into the driver seat of my car. As he p...t his seat belt on I watched his muscles move under his shirt, I found myself smiling and wondering what they would feel like under my fingers. We had only been driving a few minutes when I noticed his jeans becoming tighter and tighter, pressing against his cock. The site made my panties instantly wet and I did my best to resist the urge to feel them.. With the boulders out of the way, I offered Antonia the chance to lead and although she took it, I could see in her eye she had figured out that I had been here before. Stepping inside the tunnel our progress slowed to a crawl as Antonia stopped to look at everything as we moved farther in. What had taken Mr. Nietzel fifteen minutes to cover, Antonia took thirty and could have taken more if I did not keep prodding her along. Our progress came to a complete stand still once she saw the first. And I have to admit that what he’s saying makes sense to me. Judging by the way women are attracted to him I have to assume he has something going for him in that area.I bowed to his expertise and although I’ve already decided this for myself I’m curious to hear what he’ll have to say on the subject. I asked, “So now what? Is it over between us?”He raised his eyebrow and asked, “Us?”I chuckled and clarified the question, “Between me and Lea! You know what the hell I meant!”He looked at me for a. My young wife used to be always begging me for sex, and it was usually me that said no. Now when we did have sex, Ashley would give me some great orgasms, but when I would return the favor, she just couldnt get going. I just had to be patient, I told myself over and over. She went through an ordeal. I encouraged her to go see a therapist, but she insisted that everything was okay. So, I decided to be the best, most supportive wife ever. I didnt marry her for the sex, but because she was a.