Actually dating is too passive of a term. We were wildly enamored with our newfound relationship and the way we acted together, sided up to each other...or touched each other it was pretty evident that we were a couple. I had had a talk with Matt that since I crossed over the line from straight to bisexual that I found it difficult to hide something so good anymore. He was cool enough about it, but I think he was afraid that he would become gay, especially after the Saturday morning incident a. We both shook our heads no. "I heard your mom and dad fucking and it made me really feel like my cock needed attention. I sure miss your grandma a whole lot. We loved each other so much and really liked to fuck." About the only time we had heard the word fuck before was when some of the kids at school talked. We had never heard an adult use it. "Have you ever seen a man squirt? I mean come." Debbie said that we had never seen a penis up close, only mom and dad when we peeked at them a. I need a hard one in me stat. I have both men get on the bed. With me in between them, I get on my hands and knees. Guy comes behind me and I feel his strength pressing firmly against my opening. I take my husband’s cock and bring him to my mouth. Guy slides in with ease due to my insane wetness and I feel him fill me with his hard member. I have already been on the brink of exploding since damn near the beginning. Just a couple of thrusts and I’m clutching the blankets firmly, taking a quick. There were several seconds of silence as the girl struggled to get her breath, and then Yvonne let out an unearthly scream which faded off into a sobbed, “Please no more please. I promise ... I promise I’ll never do it again.”SNAP!Yvonne passed out before she had time to scream.“It seems to work,” said her mother, “And no visible damage to her feet. Not even a trace of blood.”“It might not show, but she certainly seemed to feel them,” commented David, “Don’t you think we should stop.