He diddled my wet clit with his finger, tapping it in a nasty Morse Code, occasionally moving down to spread my pussy lips and finger me. I could bar...ly keep my position and was very close to coming."Do you like my fingers in your pussy, Baby? Does my finger feel good on your horny little clit? I love playing in your pussy almost as much as I like ramming my hard cock up your sweet ass!" You know I love it, Daddy. I love it when you tickle my wet clit with your nasty finger. I'd wish you'd. This was the first time I had expressed this level of emotion to him. We called each other “lover” but hadn’t yet been more specific. Saying it in front of my wife wasn’t something I planned. It just came out as my body and soul were flooded with emotions. A tear sprang into Roger’s eye and he leaned down to kiss me. Our tongues wrestled roughly and he let his body respond to my words. A hand ran up and down my side and onto my chest, seeking my nipples. His cock buried itself again in my. He pulled out several times and slid it up and down my slit. This drove my clit into the supercharged level. It became extra sensitive, and even the slightest touch now on his body with it was driving me crazy.I was moaning and clawing at his ass to pull him in further. It didn’t take long for me to reach my first orgasm with him. He never stopped and continued to assault my pussy from every angle he could.My husband had a similar effect on the realtor’s wife. I knew how talented he was with. As far as my male libido was concerned, they were turning into very lovely young women.In our warm climate, the girls didn’t wear a lot and as their breasts grew and their bodies took on feminine curves I was finding it hard not to notice. While I was close to eighteen months older than they were, I was still growing as well.I started to notice Able, and Effie, in particular, were looking at me differently and starting to change in how they behaved around me. I did know that when they hugged.