In his mind, Tom told himself what the heck and told her that most women like the taste of pre-cum and if she wanted to she could lick him and taste i... for herself. Amanda grinned a wicked grin and then slid her tongue along the length of her grandpa’s cock. Tom had not have any sexual relations, other than his own hand, since his wife had died and the feeling of his granddaughter’s tongue running up the length of his shaft was enough to almost make him cum right there and then. Amanda’s tongue. “That’s right we didn’t, did we?”“That’s right we didn’t.” She got up and walked away. I didn’t speak to her again other than when she congratulated me at the wedding after which she turned and walked away before I could even say thanks.After my wedding, I refused to have sex with my new husband. On our honeymoon which was to last two weeks, I told him I didn’t want to indulge in sex with him. I told him I was repulsed by the thought of it. He cut the honeymoon short and left me. That meant. As hard as it was to admit it, I was incredibly turned on over the risk of her being impregnated! And the fact that this strange man had his bare cock inside my wife's unprotected pussy, and that she was in the most fertile part of her period, it only fueled my desire beyond imagination. As much as I tried to suppress it I couldn't. In the heat of that instant, all logic and clear thought had vanished from my mind. I yanked HARD on my cock as it was so very clear what I wanted. I wanted this. I managed to get into the bathtub where I sat and cried.. rocking gently in the water as it turned pink… He looked down at me the whole time.. I heard him sniffle as he started to cry.. lookin down at what he had done to me… he tried to help wash me off and each time he got close to me I screamed at him and jerked away like I had been slapped across the face. I sat there in the tub for what felt like forever, until the water ran clear, I soaped myself up.. still in shock and found I could.