Before she even had a chance to flip the light on I was all over her.We had entered the kitchen and wasting no time, I pushed her forwards against the...counter top effectively pinning her between me and it, with her facing away from me. I let one hand roam free, while sliding my other hand around her neck and roughly pulling her towards me. To keep her guessing I gently kissed the back of her neck, being both dominate and sensual at the same time.My free hand soon found it's way under her shirt. "All this talk is making me horny!" she blurted. "Does Karen suck your cock?" Her question sorta startled me, because she had never spoken that bluntly before, but I told her that Karen quit sucking me a few years after we got married and also wouldn't let me lick her pussy. Rene said that Danny wouldn't lick hers so he doesn't get anymore blowjobs. "That's good" she said with a smile, "because it gives us something else to do until I buy myself a johnson." We quickly settled our tab and on the. They finished the removal process and bounced off. I was peeling off the Tyvek sleeves I’d worn. I turned around. Terri.“Hey, punkin,” I said.“Hey, Jerry. I heard you talked with Dad.”“I did. I get kind of scared, Terri.”“I know. I talked with Tina and Cindy and Nikki. Then Dad talked to me. I didn’t want to get you in trouble, though.”I looked at the object of my affection. Yes, I guess talking with Alan kind of coalesced the idea. “I know there’s something, Terri...”“You do? Really?”“Of. My right hand drifted down between her legs, finding and caressing her clit. It was her breathing that changed first. Then she began moaning softly as I continued my gentle stimulation. As she became more animated, I increased my pace, until she eventually began writhing and bucking, crying out my name and splashing water around as she came, sighed deeply, and then relaxed. Once she had recovered, she realized that my cock was pressing insistently against her lower back. She looked sideways up.