That feeling of him stretching me slowly, taking me inch by inch was the best feeling in the world and even in this moment, when we were both needy an... our bodies begging for release, he took the time to take me slowly. Once he bottomed out, he paused, leaning into me, and then pulled back, and started slamming into me. I cried out as he took me, rough and hard, quick deep strokes that left me weak and pulsing. He was thick and hard and stroking every part of me that felt so good. His hands. "Mmm, that was delicious Clair, for both of us! OK, enough for now.Thank you, but I do think you enjoyed it more than me. Mmm, we must dothat again however, it was lovely. Now sit back on your knees."Wendy pulled back the bedcovers. "Now Clair, take off everything and liedown on your front on the bed. Yes, that's right, but raise your hipsoff the bed. Yes, put your delightful little behind up in the air forme. Yes, just like that..."Wendy slowly stroked my calf up to the top of my thigh, then. . I think we need to have a brief talk. I... I'll be in the kitchen. Come down, okay?"FUCK-FUCK-FUCK! Ron took a slow breath. "Uh... yeah. I'll meet you in the kitchen, in... in a minute." All right."FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! His gut was in a knot. He had been hoping she'd just pretend it hadn't happened. He tried to think of some excuse or explanation but what explanation could there be but the real one? SHIT! He figured he better go down and just get it over with. He left his room and went to the. ........................?????????????.. 5What they hadn’t known was by then Terry had already made copies of her keys and was already well into the idea of having Allison for himself, in fact Terry had long been aware that Allison’s eyes were often drawn toward his crotch and had also caught her looking at him on a few occasion before she quickly turned away and hid her scarlet face, but the idea of copying her keys and having a look.