One that says, “You are my world.” She tasted great, and within seconds I was consumed in lust and our tongues were exploring each others mouths. ... was so turned on after months of mutual teasing that I was like a dog on heat. Completely carried away already, I pushed her hard against the bedroom wall as our hands also began to explore each other. We started groaning, both carried away by the situation, and both incredibly turned on. We were at that point where you are so excited that the. Despite those stipulations, he hadn't asked her to leave yet, nor had she offered to go. There was a... tension between them that neither would acknowledge out loud, but was expressed in other ways.They would often stand close together, while working on this or that plant. He would slide his fingers slowly over a leaf, damp with the moisture she'd just sprayed on it. She would grasp a thick branch in her hand, running her thumb over it to brush away some dirt. It was a subtle, sensual play, but. I pushed a bit and felt the tip go into my asshole. It stretched me and felt strange...like it was going to hurt but didn't. He told me again to push back as he stood his ground firmly behind me. I pushed. I felt it go in deeper. "that's it, keep pushing, like a good little slut, take it all" he encouraged. The sensation was incredible, I wasn't thinking, I was just pushing. And it was inside me. All of it. He grabbed my hips and pushed me forward again slowly. It felt huge and he stopped. That she surged forward to put her face between us and hugged us both only heightened the feeling. When she pulled back, there were tears in her eyes.“Okay?” she asked, hopefully.Amanda reached and pulled Riley up on her lap in an extended hug.“I just got so jealous,” said my wife.“I get jealous of you, too,” admitted my daughter.“I suppose you want to share him,” said Amanda.“Only a little. Just every once in a while.”Amanda sighed.“You know what gets to me the most?”Nobody ventured a guess.“I.