It took much restraint and self control to keep myself from this desire for the time being until you could not take it anymore and just touching you w...uld lift you to a climax, only then that would be when I could let go and release the sexual beast that hungered for your body. I elevated my lips some so that my presence on you could barely be felt and as I moved over your breast, my lips backing down further pressing slightly harder on you than before but still light to the touch. I. .. this is what you meant." Yes. I don't know how accurate the stories and characters are, but you're welcome to read them all."He walks up next to me. "I know this is a lot to take in right now, and I'll give you some time to think and adjust. But if I can emphasize one positive point..."He reaches out and touches my face, cupping my cheek ... and just leaves his hand there. There's no rush of energy or memories, just the touch of warm flesh. I haven't felt this since ... since ... the Savage. ‘I plan to make up for that oversight tonight.’ ‘Marcus, please,’ Joan whimpered. Already her breasts felt hot and heavy, her nipples hard, aching points. Unbidden, her hips rolled as she tried to press herself against where Marcus rested between her thighs. The movement brought new awareness to the pressure building between her legs – some central point beating in time to the ache of her nipples. Whatever it was she didn’t want it to stop but wanted it stroked until she spiraled out of. Jill couldn't believe what was happening, her once virile husband was spurting his jizz into her already, causing her to stammer out in disbelief "No ...no ...don't cum yet! I haven't gotten off yet!" To her dismay, Steve weakly apologized "Oh, sorry, hon ...I got too excited!" Then, her husband's now useless tool quickly shrunk and was being pulled out of her. Falling over to her side of the bed, Jill was totally flabbergasted as her husband pulled the sheet up to his chest and then turned.