“Nope. I’ve gotten used to having you around to feed the dogs, clean up the poop in the yard, bring me flowers, pay the pizza delivery girl, empty...the dishwasher. All that kinda stuff where a man can be so useful around the house. Don’t you agree, Katelyn, Diane?”Dad chortled at this point; Mel was encouraged and continued, “You know, as Mike and I were getting closer, I visualized the moment he’d make his move. I’d been hoping for a big proposal in a top Beverly Hills restaurant, twenty-karat. A vibrator is making your clit tingle with pleasure. You’re breathing fast. Your hips move on their own, driven by the sensation. The fingers pull out and rub the outside of your pussy again. Everything is wet. The hand rubs all the way up, and all the way down again. Like before. You start to fantasize again…about Sean being there, too. You imagine one man pleasing you, rubbing your clit and G spot, while the other is playing with your breasts. You imagine sucking his cock. You imagine it. I moved aside after Bill had stripped off his clothes. As I laid on myside watching, Bill climbed between my wife's spread legs and guided hismeaty hard-on into the wet opening of her pussy. Karyn shuddered slightlyas he slid every bit of his manhood into her. Bill began a rhythmicthrusting that shook my wife's tits every time his pelvis pounded intoher's. Karyn arched her back to increase the pressure of his drivingshaft on her already swollen clit. Karyn brought her knees up and. It wasn’t but a minute later before she’d clicked through into imagesof girls being fucked deeply from behind, men pulling their hair andleaning in to whisper into their ears. Chloe closed her eyes, theimage freezing on her eyelids as she slid her free hand under her bodyand moaned quietly. Her fingers slipped easily between her lips. Sheopened her eyes again and felt her fingers move across her wet nub,setting her quickly back into the same frenzied desire to be fuckedshe’d felt in her.