I’d thought it was my vibe to start with, but maybe not, it's a bit more soft in its feel and larger in it’s girth.And then? Then it's being pushe... against my pussy entrance. I open my legs a little more. It's definitely a dildo, but not like anything I’ve tried before. She's started pushing it in and out and with each push, it goes that bit further inside me. My back arches. Not having control is unbelievably erotic.Now there's something else happening, but I’m not sure what. I can feel the. As Morgan ran he wasn’t only watching her, he was feeling her still. First was the feeling of how her sex accepted him then came the realization that she was getting turned on. The longer he screwed Morgan the more relaxed, warm and tender her body became. When she moaned and began to move with him he went into sensory overload and climaxed. And if he thought it may have been his imagination or ego, the final look from her before she turned away was a lust laden come on. Fucking had made her. I didn’t want to spazz in front of her so I tried to meditate in order to get under it and diffuse it before it started. After a while, they thought I had fallen asleep and started talking in front of me. I was wide awake. My wife told her how I cried when she asked me to give up my books. My daughter told her that she’s moving too fast and she needs to give me time to get settled. I’m going “oh fuck! this is me they’re talking about.” After a while they quit talking and decided they needed to. As we kiss, my left hand feels her breasts, they are quite firm and her nipples are still very hard. With my right hand, I unbutton her skirt, slide down her zip and hear the skirt drop to the ground. Both my hands are now on her waist, I want to see what she was wearing under that skirt but I can’t bring myself to take my lips away from hers. I reach around and feel her butt, it’s so nice and tight; definitely a nice handful. She starts to scruff my shirt, so I take my hands away allowing her.