He was meeting every downward motion with a mighty thrust of his own, though it only seemed to draw him closer to the brink of cumming. Presea was gro...ing even more desperate herself. Her nails were biting deeper into Jens' shoulders with every motion, her pussy was literally dripping and was tight as if she were a virgin. It didn't help Jens that he thought he would cum just from the tightness and heat, let alone the heavy riding Presea was doing.The couples eyes met, both looking desperate.. I'd like to keep my access open to all that, despite the guilt feelings about Kate; despite the price I was being forced to pay.I was twenty five years older than Fanny. I should have been able to figure out a way to turn the tables on her. But, try as I might, I couldn't see it. We had several more 'interludes' after that first day. Kate was surprised at my heightened interest in her own delectable body. I couldn't tell her that her daughter's relative slenderness made me hungrier for her. I was able to make some choices, and they accelerated the maturation process. Someone once told me the first time your heart is broken is when you grow up and see the world as the hostile place it is. I think that’s a little harsh, because it presumes the world is, and always will be, hostile. It also presumes your heart will be broken and I think that’s a sad way to plan for your life.I’d rather think of it as there being chances for wonderful things to happen, and then enjoying those things. They had made lots of rows, bickered all the time they could have an opportunity, and had tons of phone arguments. It looked like a boiling can that was about to explode any time. So I had to sort things out and do something about this situation. I had never thought my Samantha could be so jealous. She never shoed up before, so now it was quite strange of her to behave like that. One night my girlfriend had met my wife’s s****r at the local fast food restaurant, and they both put up a fight.