I could tell Monty was also enjoying it. He stood up again, wagging his tail. “Later boy” I said “later”.I remained naked all day. I was drivi...g Monty crazy. But I did let him have his way with me several times that day. Once more before we had our lunch and once more before dinner. I was so into it that between times I was masturbating. After dinner I again approached Monty. He seemed to have endless energy. I sat on the couch and encouraged him to get me off with his tongue. I tried to resist. They carried none of the guilt regarding their sex life that Simone had with Jimmy. They were two young people who saw their future together as less than totally exclusive.The thought of Jimmy was the daemon that pursued her through this hell on earth. Simone loved her husband. She needed to know he was home waiting for her. But was he? Jimmy had not called or written. He had sent letters from their daughters, and she had heard from her sister-in-law that things were well at home. Her friend. I moved this mass round the head of his cock and gathered it together and with a deep breath, pulled it up into my throat and swallowed it. Then it was down to licking round the head until I felt that it was clean of sperm before lifting my head up off of him and feeling quite smug in giving him as good head as he had given me. His arms were open for me to move into when I moved back up the bed and I got the same impulsive kiss from him which I enjoyed. We lay there for several minutes kissing. “Do I have you?”“Yeah,” she says, “And I’ve got his other hand.”“Good.”“You ready, babe?”“I think so,” he shouts through the howl, “I think I’ve got it if you both help. Just let me know before you pull.”We do, and we pull. “You on your feet, love?”“Yeah. I got this.”“Put your arm over my shoulder. Violet’s going to take the lead.”“I am?”“You found us. I just assumed you could find the edge again.”“Yeah, but after a while, I just surrendered to the wind and let it carry me here.”“Ah.”“Yeah..