I told…you what that…feels like..” she said, her hand fluttering up to my head.I ignored her and began pressing my mouth against her neck, firml... kissing it and lapping at with my tongue.“Uhggghh! Tom…please..we…shouldn’t….” she protested, but moved her head to expose more of her neck to my kisses.She continued to struggle as I maintained my mouth action on her neck, sucking on her soft skin and bathing it with my tongue. I was now pressing my engorged dick up against her crotch, slightly. It seemed awkward in a way, but pretty simple. "I'll try to do better next time."When she brought the next chamber story in a week later, she hadn't agonized over it anywhere near as long. "Much better," he smiled, and led her back behind the counter to the computer sitting in the middle of a spectacularly cluttered desk. He sat down at the keyboard, and Emily was amazed as his fingers literally danced over the keys -- this slow-moving, rather arthritic old man was the fastest typist Emily had. Patrick was down hearted and headed back home drunk.When he got inside his home he found his son’s girlfriend Kylie sitting on the sofa wearing only her bra and thongs, Kylie was hot, blonde hair biggish tits and she liked cock a lot. She asked Patrick if he got lucky and he went in a huge mood swing going mad. Patrick then said he would do anything for some pussy. With that Kylie spread her legs on the sofa, moved her thong to the side revealing her shaved pussy and said to Patrick name your. "And you can do anything you what to your whore, Sir. I belong to you."My heart stopped. If it hadn't been for the erection in my pants I would have stopped breathing. I didn't know what to think. My wife had just given herself to another man. Not just in body, but in soul.Larry was smiling, but still he grabbed her face as he had the night before. "I already know I can do anything I want with you slut." It was for show I could tell, he wanted his buddies to see what a big shot he was, he.