I adore your pussy!"His kisses over my face and mouth become urgent, melting me from within as he fucks me. Lustfully, I cry out within his arms. I ca...'t get enough of him, and I'm tempted to become Matthew once I'm stripped of my clothes. I want to continue this in the playroom, so I can then experience his sadistic urges and be brought to a quivering, orgasmic mess on his floor. The possibilities are endless, and the temptation to just give him my answer now comes to the forefront of my. I'll take some of the blame for not being more assertive. I just never wanted to lose you. I still want to marry you, but let's not tell anyone until we get ourselves together and know what we want. OK?" Pam said, a little teary eyed herself."Yeah, that's best." Dionn agreed. "I want to make sure you are positive about all of this. I never ever want to hurt you again."Pam and Dionn spent the afternoon in each other's arms on the floor, in the shower and in the bed. As she dozed off Pam. Now with ever thrust his hard flesh teased my G-spot, my clitoris and every inch of my sensitive pussy. Our lubricating juices are dripping down my thighs in rivulets. I know that my carpet will be forever marked by our lovemaking. It will stand witness to my infidelity. But I could care less. This was the best sex of my life. I was completely his now and forever. I will willingly give my body to him any time and any place. Shit, how can I ever explain how good the orgasms were? No one will. She's pretty good at teaching the men stamina and skills in bed." Your family is kind of weird," Denise said.Dale laughed and said, "We're descendants of Satyrs and Wood Nymphs. In terms of human sexuality, we have libidos that are well outside the norm, but we've learned to cope." You call this coping?" Denise asked.Dale raised his arms and said, "We'd spend all of our time in bed if we could. We have a cousin who earns her living as a prostitute over in Holland. Her brother died in prison..