.." she blushes, still uncomfortable talking with her husband about intimacies with other men, especially someone like Fritz that she truly cared abo...t. "He could tell, he knew. I could not hide these things. I told him it was you, that you just played too hard with me in our games. But I don't know if he believed it. Anyway he didn't like it, he didn't think people should hurt me." Well, it's none of his business. I thought he would be helpful, keep you off my ass, quit your. . about........ fifteen times, so............. whenever you're ready" as a tear streamed down her face. I was beside myself hearing her say this! My dad took his hands off from her hips and put them on her shoulders and slammed her seventy something pound frame for at least five minutes more. He gave one last slam and let his load go. Samantha got off and fell in a heap on the bed. She was exhausted and her right leg was spazzing uncontrollably for a few minutes. She said "I'll be all right,. With a nervous laugh i made my way around the coffee table to sit by his left side. He had since changed into a pair of sweat pants which i could see he was grabbing his semi-hard cock through. My own member was surprisingly flaccid. Usually I’d get hard right away when i put girly clothes on but up to this point the nerves had seemed to keep that in check. That changed soon after. As i sat down Jack reached around my back with his big, strong arm and pulled me against him at his side. He was. "How do you feel about it?"This wasn't going at all like Lynne had thought it would and I realized I was an idiot for even thinking about this goofy plan."I think it's a ludicrous idea," I said.She grinned. "I figured that's what you'd think." She wiped her hands on a napkin and unbuttoned her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra under it. "Right now, though, I want to find out what it feels like to have an orgasm in my tree house. Do you think you could help me with that?"The last time I made love.