”“Can you do it again now?”David smiled at her. “I can’t just point at my cock and demand that it cum. It requires a bit of a work-up. Would...you like to take care of it?”“How would I do that?”“Didn’t you ever jerk your husband off?”“I don’t know what ‘jerk off’ means,” she replied with a wrinkled brow.“You didn’t ever stroke his cock with your hand to get him off?”“Never,” she responded. “Show me how.”Rolling over on his back, David instructed her to take his cock in her hand. It wasn’t wholly. I felt a wave begin to build inside me, getting stronger and stronger. My breathing got faster, I felt hot all over. I was moaning constantly now. All of a sudden I couldn’t contain it anymore; I let out a scream and came thrashing against his hands. My legs buckled beneath me and I fell into him. We stayed like that for a minute. I tried to catch my breath as my pussy walls contracted against his fingers softly. He gently kissed my lips, slowly taking his hands out of my panties. I moaned as. “Because the answer is ALWAYS ‘yes’!”“Hi!” Sofia called out, walking over to us. “Sorry we’re late. Did we miss anything?”I chuckled, “Only Kara finding out she had a cousin our age she never knew about!”“What?!”“Look over there and check out the matching blondes!”“Holy...” Sofia gasped.“Yeah.”“«Kan jag prata med dig?»” she asked. (“Can I speak with you?”)When Sofia spoke Swedish, it meant she had something important to talk to me about, so I nodded and we went inside and went into my study and. It seemed to really turn her on and get her excited. I actually never touched her other than rubbing her legs like her calves and the inside of her thighs. So nervous, I recall even asking her if I could feel her legs that first time. Every time after that she would position herself so I could rub her legs. It's kind of funny the little details you remember from such a long time ago, but I remember on one occasion it seemed that she hadn't shaved her legs in a couple days and can vividly recall.