To hell with the pain in his shoulder, he needed to fuck his woman, to tell his mind that he was still alive, that she was still his and always would ...e. When it was over she lay back beside him and worked to regain her breath. ‘I hate it when you do that to me Harley…’ It was a lie, but he let believe her that he thought different. ‘Then hate me baby, because I love you and I am going to keep doing it until I am too damn old to get him up. Not that it will ever be a problem with you around.. So I asked, "Why do you want to know? Are you going to tell?" I want you to do it to me, is why I want to know."I just sat there. It was like I was suddenly flipped over backwards. Just a complete reversal of where I figured things were headed."You..." I tried to stutter out."I want you to give me oral sex, eat me out. I'll do you, too, if you want."I knew the answer my dick was giving me so I said it out loud and we both began taking our clothes off. Melinda was seventeen and I'd seen her in a. " Yes, I've watched you get hard as I told you about it. Difficult to hide when we're naked." Look, she told you that Adam was turned on by you, remember?" Oh, I'm not likely to forget that, no." The idea turns you on, too, doesn't it?" he asked.I knew it did but I wasn't sure I wanted my husband to know. When Sandra first hinted at us having sex with them, sex with our children, well, I had two reactions, one rational, one visceral. One made me think, gee, could that be a bad thing, the other. I tried to keep it as brief as I could just in case I had to remember it.Ann's hair had been done in a beauty shop and was a mass of auburn curls. It was just beautiful with her pale skin and black mini dress. I made her tell me where it was done.Ann helped me in the kitchen after the second glass of wine. We got the steaks on and I reheated the baked potatoes. I had cooked them earlier and had all the toppings ready to go.I looked at Ann. "I had no idea Jack was such a good kisser. You should.