She moved so she was now lying on top of you. “Remember what I said in the shower yesterday?” she asked. “I sure do,” you said before kissin... her. “I think it’s time to do so.” “Right now?” you asked. “Yes Michael, right now,” Danielle said. “I don’t think I have got the energy to fuck you as hard as I would like to right now.” “Ahhh, does the little boy need breakfast first?” Danielle teased. “How about you earn breakfast?” Danielle moved up a bit so her pussy was inches from your. Sitting back against the couch I slowly began to take the straps off my shoulders. Looking at his face I knew he was pleased at my display of confidence. Not so long ago he had to do some serious repair work to my self-esteem. I have never been the perfect size 6, and although I wasn’t fat, I certainly had some issues with the extra tuft of pouch on my stomach. Sitting cross legged in my a-line skirt with nothing to cover my top I felt more vulnerable, but watching him motion for me to take off. So E makes her way over to our house, we have a few drinks, chill. I was always attracted to her too, so her and I making out before hand wasn't odd. So we hear my wife getting dropped off at around 1am and we hurry to the bedroom. My wife announces she is home and she is VERY horny. I tell to come up to bed, Im already naked and so should shebe. At this point I have E hidden behind our bedroom door and my wife finishes in the bathroom and struts her way into our bedroom. A little about my. It’s like I’m catching up for years of deprivation with Carl. June makes fun of me for my sexual naiveté. Two nights ago, she used the dildo on me to help me cum from the g-spot. Apparently, orgasms from your clit is different than orgasms from the g-spot. I’d never cum from g-spot stimulation. At first I thought something was wrong, like I had to go to the bathroom, but June helped me relax and it was different than my clit. If my clit is like thunder booming through my body, than the g-spot.