She wanted to go exploring along the many and varied pathways of sensual love, to learn and to do."Here's to the kids," she said, lifting her cup in a...casual toast. "I'm glad they're married."Chris saluted her with his own cup, and with those probing eyes. "Me, too. Making it with a guy's's wife adds a fillip to the goodies, even though the wife is my own daughter. Bettina told you about that?"Nodding, Lauralee answered softly, " Yes, she did. And it wasn't a confession, but a proud telling. I. " It felt like an iron bar in my rectum, I wiggled my ass and pushed back as he rammed himself into me, there was no finesse, no loving caresses or romantic words like other times, we were using each other to slake our lust."This is next mum," he gasped and moved a hand down over my stomach to where the tiny little nub of my clitoris nestled. His thumb caressed it gently for a moment before sliding up into the swamp that was my cunt."When we get there, I'm going to shave it, every last little. Thereis little room for both of them, but he sits back andpulls Carole to him. “No. Not like this. I look like hell…” Carolesays, as he pulls her forward, brushing her lips withhis. She tastes salty as he buries his face in her neck. “Ohh”, she moaned, as she moved with him as heshift and pulled her leg over his; She faced him as theydevoured each other with kisses. Will tugged at theshiny fabric of the leotard top, pulling it down toexpose her perfectly formed. All these years … all those mails! Over a decade, and it was- ‘Janice?’ Edward asked incredulously. ‘Yes.’ Janice, the woman who inspired lust in him like no one before was also the girl who wrote him for so many years. ‘Why did she lie to me?’ ‘You’ll have to ask her.’ ‘Why did you play along? Is this some sorta game you two play with men?’ He knew it was both unfair and illogical an accusation, but he felt too hurt and angry to care about those details. ‘Jan was in France when you asked to.