My neck was beginning to ache from leaning down so often but I ignored the pain. Pleasure would soon come.And it was. My cock was beginning to sho... signs of an oncoming ejaculation. I moaned lightly and touched Jo's breast with a finger tip.'Take me from behind.' said Jo's soft voice.I raised my eyebrows, but Jo seemed not to care. She pulled herself away from me and kneeled on her hands and knees.'Come on baby.' she purred 'Don't make a girl dissapointed.'I wasn't going to. Slowly. In seconds, Rod’s movements stopped and Lise felt his penis begin to soften. She couldn’t stand it! She needed more! Just a tiny little bit more and she’d be satisfied, too! ‘Please!! Rod!! Please!!!’ Lise begged. She pulled at her husband’s arms, beseeching him, ‘Don’t leave me like this! Make love to me just a little longer! Please, honey, just a little more!!!’ Her pleas were ignored. Rod’s limp penis slid from her still-craving vagina and he rolled to the bed next to her, his back to her.. But I guess I wasn’t just anyone. Still holding her right hand, I lent over her, making her role onto her back with me on my side, moving again so my left leg was over her and the bed, my shoe making contact with the floor. She was Moaning slightly with the motion, probably thought I was going to push up against her body and show her, like every other feeble male out there, how much I ‘liked’ her. Letting go of her hand and pushing against the bed I got up, standing next to the bed of a. It had taken more than two years from the first night she met Guy Masterson-Stone to reach the moment she found herself married to him, enclosed in his arms, and floating in the warmth of the Aegean Sea. Each day of those two years felt like it had brought a new transformation - shedding yet another chain she’d let be wrapped around her by people who loved her and loved God, but believed God’s love came with a set of impossible conditions, each of which weighed them down a little more. That.