" By now you are really hard, stroking yourself, aroused and fascinated. Paul is breathing heavily and you get the impression that he is working hard ...o hold his orgasm back. You seem to be right, as he now makes a change of pace."You're a wicked little tart, Leanne," he says. "I think you know what's coming to you." Gently he lifts my head away from his cock. He stands, helps me to my feet, and we kiss deeply again. You can see our tongues. He grabs my bum and his cock juts against my belly.. And I was feeling so hard my 6"x 1.5"-Willie hurt, already producing some precum (a big white droplet on top of his "mushroom") ...next I licked and kissed and fingered my way up via your lovely smooth reinforced heels and ankles (kissing and licking the nylon wrinkles surrounding them) and then I took the "highway" along your (slightly crooked but sharply contrasting) back seams, all the way up via your elegant and smooth calves and kneeholes and thighs (in those Glorious 4" wide stocking. I was now growing hard and I noticed that Jeff’s cock was no longer small. In fact, in its semi-hard state it was over 6” long. This wasn’t lost on the women. Mary got behind me and started massaging my shoulders. She said: “You know, you’ve always been considered one of us and we are concerned for you. We’d do anything for you and we want you to feel loved.” Her hands moved down to my chest and she was kissing my neck. I leaned back to kiss her lips and felt a hand rubbing my thigh, then 2. Maybe later.” That did sound intriguing. It would also put them feet from where they wanted to be. Unfortunately, it also sounded entangling. What could be more typical of marriage than tucking the little ones into bed and then going to the master bedroom to end the night with sex? Dammit, Eric had what he wanted, a mistress. She wasn’t his first mistress; he may have had dozens. So, why couldn’t he keep the rules? Why did he keep playing as though she were a wife?She would get advice the next.