As I grew older, Deryk kept reappearing – always at night - but the scrapes from which I had to rescue him became more and more physical, occasional...y even violent. Deryk’s wounds were usually around his groin or thighs, so that I had to take his trousers off, exposing his soft flesh and his white underwear, which I usually had to remove in order to dress his wounds. In reality, of course, I still hadn’t discovered what sexual arousal was. I had caught furtive glimpses of some of the other. The wind was playing joyful games with my hair. It was soenjoyable to feel my locks swirling around my head. The warm breeze wasalso lifting my skirt and I demurely reached down to keep my skirt belowmy panties.Jacque laughed at my predicament. And offered to hold any part of myskirt I wanted him to. I playfully batted his hand away from my skirt andturned back to the stunning view. As I stood there, feeling Jacque soclose to me, Jacque reached both arms around me and hugged tightly. Hisarms. Her face was pale as the tears streamed down her cheek. I stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, facing away from her. I felt deflated, defeated. The anger was gone as the hurt took over. I sat there in silence for a good 10 minutes, Amanda still sobbing away behind me. I slowly gathered myself and asked the question,"How long?"She sniffed, wiping her face, "what" her voice whimpered again."How long have you been cheating on me?" I said in a calm low voice.Her voice began to tremble as. ."? He looked up at her, begging for confirmation tomove it to the next level."Suck." Deria leaned forward, slapping him in his face with her erectcock, as he leaned in to continue his work, finally letting his tonguecircle around her throbbing fat cock, her body shivering in joy.This is going much better then expected.When are we going to show our true colours?Later, dear...enjoy the feeling for now.Oh, I very much am.The feeling of getting a blowjob, now when both of them were inside onebody,.