Ease the speed higher keep it rubbing on your clit. Think of it you hear his voice you know you can’t stop you need to cum and worse you want to fuc.... You hear him chatting with a woman. Similar to how he chatted you up years before it starts to excite you that you are laying here with me getting ready to fuck while he is trying hard to flirt with another.”“What type of sex stories do you like? Me I like the ones where the guy is watching his wife being screwed by another. It’s a sort of. " She smiled, "You've never complemented me before."He left his hand on her thigh as he drove them home. "Your mother and brother will be a bit so it is just us." He said as he parked the car and got out.Typicaly Amy didn't like to be alone with her father. The man terrified her. But he was being oddly kind so she got out of the car and followed him inside."Get me a beer would you."Amy ran to the kitchen and grabbed one of her father's favorite beers. She popped the top and gave it to him. "Im. They were buzzed into the block after pressing the call button to the apartment and took the lift to the 6th floor which was like a penthouse.Nikki was quite taken aback when this dark haired woman in her 50s opened the door as Nikki thought she knew the lady from somewhere and she was racking her brain as to where she’d seen this woman before. Like a bolt out of the blue it suddenly came to Nikki, she’d seen her in porn movies. Her host was none other than Magdalene St Michaels ---- a lesbian. Living all by myself. Then you showed up that day ... helped me with my clumsy grocery mishap," Debbie said. "I love you ... oh God, I'm sorry ... I mean ... God, I don't know what I mean." In a funny sort of way, Debbie believed it. She felt a very extraordinary bond with her newfound friend and it felt good being with her in a time of need."I know. I know ... I feel the same way. When we met ... I realized you were someone special," Betsy whispered. Then they put their arms around each other.