.. and then she remembered Aunt Jessica saying something about the time of day. There was a clock on the wall. It was 4:30, but according to her watch...it was nearly 9:00. No wonder she felt out of sorts. Her whole sense of what day it was—and time—was all messed up.She spent all of Wednesday watching TV. Now that she'd noticed it, she could see all sorts of little references to a different day of the week than her body was saying. There wasn't anything she could do about it, either, except grit. My brilliant idea was to push her down to my cock so she could suck me off. I thought surely she could not mess that up. I was wrong, dead wrong. While she was sucking me, she had her teeth grinding on my cock. It was painful. I almost howl in pain, but I stifle the noise. She must have mistook it for groans of pleasure because she went even more vigorously on blowing my cock. I pull her off by lying that I'm almost cumming. Bad mistake, Ashley decides she wants to help me cum by giving me an. And I knew it was mutual. This woman who once worried about being frigid could now become aroused just from our imagination of each other. And so could I. I spent most of those evenings with a painful erection pressing against the jock strap I wore to hold it down.I knew it was a strain for Karen too. But I didn't realize just how desperate she was until one of those office party evenings when I helped her carry empty snack dishes to the dishwasher in the kitchen. She had just refilled all the. My hand softly touches the heaven between your legs. You moan and lay backwards and I start to rub your pussy. One finger going a little between your lips and I touch your swollen clit. Your eyes are closed but expression on your face tells me you are enjoying it. A heavenly smile appears and my finger stimulates your clit and your breathing intensifies. You ask me to even faster. Your hand reaches for my hard dick and you start to rub it. You notice how erect it is and you slide a little down.