“So what happened while you were gone?” From the wetness I felt, she was more than ready.”I went to a porn movie last night…I took my cock out...and began to jack off…” Slowly I circled her clit, as she pulled on my now hardening cock. “There was a couple down from me and she was sitting on her husband’s lap..really…” Sharon’s clit was hard and her body was responding to my touch.”Yeh, he had her breasts out playing with them while he had his cock buried in her. She was leaning forward and her. After food she asked me for some wine. I said if she would drink with me I will take. She agreed we both drank. After couple of drinks I came nearer to her and sat beside her. She saw me and started to cry, I made her calm and asked the reason.Then she exploded a bomb that she is not satisfied by her man and his too small for her vegina. I was very happy to listen this. Taking adventage of the situation I took her close to me and tried to stop her crying at that time she hugged me and started. (What?) ((Be quiet, I'm going somewhere)) His fingers came into contact with his clitoris and he felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through his body. (Didn't that happen with my nipple too?) ((Yes, this is bigger though)) (It is?) ((Yep)) (It doesn't say it is) ((Be quiet, I'll get to that)) The jolt was similar to the one he had felt when he tweaked his nipple but on a much larger scale. ((Happy?)) (Well, I suppose) He moved back to his bed and laid down upon it. He began to finger his new sex. "There were procedures -- salves and liquid solutions -- that would assure no possibility of infection arising out of contact with her wounds. Falkenberg described these to Paul, and urged their use, "in lieu of cigarette-smoking -- afterward." But 'after' will be fine," the doctor told him. "Go ahead and kiss her -- anywhere you wish -- before."Lois was somewhat uneasy about Paul's kisses, his loving caresses of both sides of her face and her neck.He didn't have to kiss her wounded face to.