Denying myself the pleasure of touching my clitoris and thinking intently on the gentle touch of the masculine hand, I can feel my body relax into the...beginnings of a gradual build up. Wanting to use both hands at this point so I can spread my pussy lips, I decide to take off my panties. Feeling completely naked and turned on, I run my hands down my body from breasts to naval, to thighs and then back up to my pussy. I close my eyes again and start caressing my pussy lips with both hands and. Working with our free hands we got Lisa nightgown and my T-shirt up and off. Lisa swung one leg across so she was sitting in my lap facing me with her knees on either side against the back of the couch. Her vagina was open and well lubricated and my erect penis slid in easily. Almost too easily, and then she met every thrust with one of her own. Our bodies locked together moving urgently, filling our need, and when we came it was together. When my penis softened she slid back on my thighs far. "Well, yes, I am." "Then come on honey, your wife called and told us exactly what she wantedus to do, so sit down right there. We don't have all day, and you're late asit is." "But, I'm not married." I pled. "Sure you're not honey, that's what ya'll always say." I sat down in a chair and it reclined back. The lights dimmed until theywere off, and the room was then only lit by several candles around the room.They were scented, I could tell, and the aroma was very relaxing. A womansat next to me. The hormones of the insistent, adolescent body were out of control. They made his little cunny always warm and moist. The rubbing of the nipples of his boobies against the inside of Mark's old T-shirt kept then constantly swollen and erect."Please hurry, Mark," he whispered in that voice. If anything, it had become even softer and more girlish.**********Tears wouldn't even come when Mark dropped the bomb several hours later. Harry was just numb."I'm sorry, Dad. I tried. I really did. I couldn't.