”“I want you to fuck me. It’s yours, I’m so fucking yours…” she insisted, now leading his cock into her. He obliged. Her juices were so am...le, it was wet enough to take his throbbing head, to push in easily. “Oh god, “ she mewled, quivering with this urgent need to feel him there. This was so much easier than either of them had anticipated. The friction felt fantastic, and she had taken almost all of him already. Slowly moving back and forth he saw his cock enter her further every thrust. A. " Her smile was breaking through and I knew she was going to start laughing aloud any moment.I lay back on the bed and made a silly remark, "I just thought she was a young girl who had a tiff with her mother."Marge began laughing and when she could speak said, "I think it's really remarkable you thought so much of her welfare."I lay on the bed and dozed a while, waking when Marge shook me, "Did you call your mom this weekend?"Looking at my watch as I sat up, I slept about four hours and was. . Jennifer’s buttocks were alternately squeezing Mr. Johnson as she squirmed around on my lap. Her attentions brought on his elongating shape and that was just what she wanted to see. Supper could wait. It was time to remind my wife that I had the power to erase her memories... For an hour we romped on the gigantic bed in our quarters. Jennifer was very prepared to keep it up all night but I had to get some sleep. We’d played until the wee hours the night before and I was feeling it.Having. ’ Again her take-charge coaching voice made my response almost impulsive, ‘Okay.’ ‘Now let’s try the meditation and visualization exercise before you have to go.’ She led me downstairs into her basement that was outfitted like a small gym. We had to negotiate the two treadmills, an elliptical machine, free-weights and a large massage table. In the corner were two straight back chairs and a small table with a candle and a small clay bowl. Veronica motioned for me to sit down. ‘I like to engage.