‘It’s alright.’ But the words sound wrong to her ears. Her teeth are loose, she realises, tasting blood in her mouth. His words are a litany in ...er ears. ‘I’m sorry. I love you. Please don’t leave me.’ And then she hears nothing at all. * * * In the morning she wakes to find blood on the pillow, a dark brown stain that has somehow formed the morbid shape of a blurred heart. She stares at it for a moment then sits up. Her head spins for a moment, but it stops quickly. The bathroom. Sunlight. He built up the existing fire in the fireplace to a roaring inferno and stretched me out on the floor in front of it as close as he dared. He also then stripped and rolled himself into some blankets next to me by the fire. I was so out of it, I never saw his strip. For the next three hours, we kind of rotated our front and back sides around each other getting warmth, feeling, and life back into our bodies.Finally, after the fire had burned down to a small, cheery campfire size, Jack asked, "Are. I loved masturbating in bed and mentally daring Mom to walk in and catch me. It never occurred to me that she was probably awake and listening on quite a few evenings. I loved getting in the best position, with my legs hanging off the side of the bed and my hands sliding one after another under my prone body, working myself to a huge erection and aroused to the point of being intoxicated. My whole being was wrapped up in this silken heaven! I got good at teasing myself so I could prolong the. Touching her. Feeling him inside of her. "Tell me, Darin," she asks quietly, "tell me how your cock feels in me. I want to know how you feel in me." Darin moans with delight, "Baby, you make me feel beautiful. That's how I feel in you. Beautiful. Perfect."Jennifer reaches down and rubs her clit as Darin slips in and out of her. She can feel him getting close and wants to cum with him. Her clit trembles at her touch and her belly quivers. Her pussy clamps down tightly on Darin's cock and a surge.