His heart is racing and thinking he should definitely leave but he’s scared she will wake with his sudden movements. So he lays there waiting to hea... her start breathing deeply to indicate she’s in a deep sleep. Carrie is laying there quietly with her back to him waiting to see what he does. They both lay their quietly for what seemed like an eternity. Toby’s eyes have finally adjusted and he can see her beautiful back and blonde her face him and he raises the bag to get a look at her tan ass.. "Justin please, I can't take any more, my pussy can't take any more, I want your tongue or your cock. Oh Justin please, please!" Do you remember saying 'This is my show now', do you?"I watched her nod her head, watched her move her hips as if trying to influence how much or little I touched her. I used my fingers to grip the outside of her rump, rested the palms of my hands against the cheeks of her bottom and ran my thumbs up between them. Barely touching her sweet slit with my fingers I. He apparently was trying to get her to come out to a motel or something, but she kept refusing, saying that they were both married and couldnt be seen to go out together. She said he was welcome in our house as a guest, but she reminded him that she was entertaining him because he was my boss, and she wanted to keep him happy. Then it sounded like he was asking her for sex. Id really like that too, Karl, she said, but think about poor Howie. There was a long pause, as Karl talked on the other. ”“I know that sound terrible . . . well, I guess it is. But it wasn't every time I needed sex. I had sex with lots of men . . and sometimes women . . if a man wasn't handy, and I reeaalllyy had to HAVE it. You know what it's like. I suppose that's why we're all here at this meeting of Sexaholics Anonymous.”“But when all else failed, and I was desperate, then I had sex with Teddy, my son Theodore. He certainly didn't mind. I mean he knew mommy's problem. Hell who didn't? I mean, if you.