She could feel his eyes trying to penetrate between her visible cleavage. Tom would leave hard and frustrated at himself, trying to get rid of the lus... and attraction he felt. During sex with his wife he would get an image of Jenna lying beneath him that drove him to really pound his wife's hot pussy. He hoped that she did not sense any of his thoughts he was having.As time went on he still managed to steal a little hug and brush up to Jenna, just to get a feel of her soft warm flesh. Jenna was. I BEGIN TO FEEL THE MOISTURE BEGIN BETWEEN MY LEGS AND FEEL THE THROBBING AND TWITCHING THAT UNYQUE WAS DOING….OH YES UNYQUE IS THE NAME OF MY PUSSY FOR THOSE THAT DON’T KNOW YET…SHE GIVES ME SIGNALS OF WHEN SHE WANT DICK IN HER LIFE….I BEGIN TO MOVE AROUND ON THE BENCH TRYING TO TAME AND QUIET HER DOWN….BUT THAT WASN’T HELPING ME OUT ONE BIT…I GLANCED OVA MY RIGHT SHOULDER AND NOTICED THIS FINE AZZ GUY LOOKING AT ME….HE WAS SMILING SO BIG TILL HE LOOKED LIKE CHESTER CHEETAH FOR A MOMENT…HE GOT. When she did, the tent was gone and the sheet was relatively smooth.The next day, the same thing happened and she again went into the living room, to avoid the distraction. But the distraction didn't leave her. After a couple more days of this, her thoughts were consumed with speculation about how large her dad's cock had to be to create a tent like that in the sheet. By the middle of the second week, she was so preoccupied with the size of her daddy's cock that she got up the nerve to look at. "Elizabeth had been listening to our conversation and that one made her jerk her head up to look at me."Once a week? Is there a reason for that? Lizzie has really enjoyed your visits."I wasn't sure if Elizabeth told her husband about the control or the lip balm, something I would find out soon enough, but I had to get back to my second job, I had left Dish by herself to do the boxing and packaging."I have been busy; work is demanding more of my attention." Ahh, yes, work, I think I will go back.