"Clay Hogan won't believe Rebecca, that's his wife, was unfaithful."Louise explained, "The big guy, Jake Westerman, says Rebecca, that's his sister, s...ys she don't know if she did it or not."The way the two life-long friends made their opening remarks told Elaine there was disagreement between them and that they had taken sides. She listened as the discussion grew into an intense argument or settled into a simple recitation of details. Although it was almost a subject of daily discussion. As for Betty-- one of her lovers was awaiting her upstairs in the master bedroom, where it had all started, and the other was now following her up the steps, holding warmly to her hand. Her son was upstairs, her husband with her, and the thought of sharing herself between the two men turned her on even more than she had imagined. Her mind raced, creating vivid images of sexual congress between her husband and her son and herself. The pictures were brightly erotic, arousing her anticipation to a. He slowly moved down to my lower part and spread open my legs to lick and tongue the inside of my thighs. This was such a great feeling that I wanted for more. He finally used his fingers to touch and caress the inner lips of my labia and place his tongue on my clit. Oh my God, the effect. I wanted more of his tongue to go deeper into me. He began to lick and taste the juice of my sweet pussy. Right before I was about to climax, he stopped and brought his cock up to my pussy and stuck it in. . Apparently not much better than he was at showing her feelings, better at showing her anger, she seemed tensely uncomfortable with the conversation and with him putting her on the spot. As if he was a pesky mosquito, she voiced her obvious frustration to communicate by swatting his hand away from her ear. ‘Stop that,’ she said brushing his hand away. ‘I’m not your dog,’ she gave him a laugh. ‘Gees, Dave, for someone who knows how to handle himself in every situation, you’re at a loss when it.