No. Not like that. If he’s lost feeling in his hands then you should offer him a grope of your tits. To see if that helps. To see if that feels bett...r.”Patricia is shocked. “Come on now. Ask him…”“No. Please…. Don’t make m…” She looked at Johnston. The old man had a dirty leer spread all over his face. She looked at Stone. His face had ‘don’t mes with me’ written all over it.She stammered “Would you.. would you like to… like to… to feel my... tits?”“No No. No.” Dr. Stone interrupted. “It’s. She was breathing in short quick exhales and the occasional grunt.Will began to pick up his pace, his balls slapping against Heather with each stroke. Heather's eyes were rolled back into her head; her hands gravitated to her breasts, squeezing and pulling at her nipples. A series of rhythmic grunts escaped from my wife's lips as she experienced another orgasm. Will wasn't through and Heather was now only able to grunt with each thrust from his big cock. He quickened his thrusting and became. Our sex life although only week old had largely consisted of a few passion-fuelled rush-fucks. It was nice to know that this time I had all night and there was no hurry.My tongue began exploring Ann’s folds and I was rewarded with the sound of her contented mewing. This changed to a gasp of delight as I prised her outer lips apart with my fingers and began to explore the pink flesh exposed. I was delighted when Ann came very quickly but saw no reason to stop.I got up and knelt on the bed beside. .Oh.." is all you could get out. I wasn't gentle. I grabbed your waste firmly and began pounding away. Your hands scrambled to hold yourself upright, knocking your brush and curling iron onto the floor. I thrust as much of me into you as I could. Filling you up past your limit. I reached under your ass and played with your swollen clit. "Oh yeah. Fuck me!" you shouted. "Fuck me good." I slowed down and made my stokes longer and harder. You pushed back against me. "Your pussy's so tight." I.