She knows I'm still her best friend and if things go south I'm still going to be here for her,” I said. “Well that's just the kind of person you a...e. You are sweet and kind to everyone. If you need to talk more about it, I'll listen to you. It does drive me at least a little nuts, but you are still my wife. I like to listen to you whenever I can,” Jack replied. Then I felt a great big spark. I got really turned on. “Are you as turned on as I am?” I asked. “And how did we get on that?” Jack. Nevertheless, when Stephanie and I left the cemetery after the funeral, Iremember that she said to me, "So master, now you're the man in the house."She made me proud with these words, and I just couldn't help to put my armaround her waist and hold her close against me, perhaps it was here then,that I for the first time realised how good it was to hold a woman close,feel the warmth of her body...A few months went by then, with normal activities, before I one day Iaccidentallly came across her. He played with my breasts and I felt a huge discomfort with his huge cock firmly embedded in my ass, I felt like I wanted to shit and involuntary squeezed him, my normally tight sphincter muscle was stretched around a three inches in circumferential cock, never mind the ten inches inside, 'Hmmmmmm, baby keep doing that, Daddy like it', so now I had the squeeze him repeatedly, 'Play with your pussy, like you did on cam in the room', a short reminder to the reason why I was in this predicament,. Mary was hanging on to this appendage and slowly stroking up and down on his shaft.Neither one was trying to bring the other one to orgasm. Instead, they were just trying to make the other one feel good. Michael was struggling to keep his cock from reaching full erection in hopes of not squirting out his semen before he could insert his cock into Mary’s cunt. She felt the same, but his fingers rubbing her oh so sensitive spot inside her cunt was about to bring her off.The pail of blackberries.