"I work out some," he said shyly. "You don't have to," he started to add as my hand worked the sheet lower.It was magnificent, huge and thick, sitting...proudly half filled on his golden thigh, then it started to lift, to grow as I washed his thighs, his matted, blond pubic thatch."I'm sorry," he groaned as it sprang upward, "I can't stop it." Oh Jesus," I couldn't help spitting out as it bounced against my hand on its upward journey. Then regaining my composure, added with an insincere sounding. But you certainly thought you were.”“Delusion. Her walking out on me was the best thing that could have happened. It prevented a massive mistake.”“But you married her in the end!” Elyse protested.“Yes. When the time was right. So much of what happened in my life was wrong timing.”“Including me. I should have told you how I felt when you came home from Sweden. Especially when Jennifer left.”“But you did tell me, in your own way. I was just too clueless to understand. As I said, timing.”“Telling. You coil tightly around my body, press me hard into you. But you do it like a dance, like water. And you seem to coat every bit of me. With your flesh and with your hands. You’re drenching me and drowning me so I gasp for breath. How quickly your hands have moved, like spiders. Coated in webs of passion, I’m now burning alive. In my soul and in my mind. Like we were made into a cocktail, shaken and stirred. I’m dizzy, drunk, and forgetful, as the vodka, but you being as the water, keep rhythm. ”“Ohhhhh, daddy,” Hunter bawled as he oozed out of his dick and his ass.Jerome was not expecting the contractions or the extra wetness from behind. He sped up his pace and huffed. His body tensed and he alerted the room, “Fuck, I’m nutting!”All four of them cleaned up and settled in to cuddle for the night. There was more fucking in between naps for the rest of the night and into early afternoon the next day. Finally, everyone had to return to their real lives.“Thanks for the stress relief,.