Jen was squirming and moaning at what Ralph was doing. At first she was concerned about being so responsive to Ralph, because then Michael would see h...w Ralph could turn her on like no man ever had. But then she realized that that was a silly thought. Her husband would get more turned on if he knew Ralph was a better lover than him, and if she responded to Ralph in ways that she never had with him. So she just allowed herself to enjoy what Ralph was doing to her.In the corner, Michael was. It was after lunch when she incited the next encounter, still dressed in our robes once again we made love on her bed before we drifted off to sleep awakening just in time to escape before her Mom came home. While she lay there I dressed, at first I didn’t take notice but it was real, a small dark burgundy stain on her white robe, the remains of the cherry she had given me. For the next six months we had sporadic sex, sometimes on her bed sometimes on the sofa in my basement playroom. Always. Arousal had become completed replaced by fear."Mistress, please?"Erika finally opened her eyes, reached to me and softly held my arm. "Oh,that was so good, baby." It was clear that she had been in her ownworld."You really are a fine little pussy licker." But it's Leroy's turn now, sweetie." Oh no, Mistress. I can't," I pleaded again, maintaining respect andbeing careful not to look her in her eyes."Now crissi, you know you're a little sissy gurl, and all little sissiesmust serve their. They stepped inside and he gently pushed her against the wall, bending his head to kiss her again. He wrapped his arms around her, one in her hair, the other on her hip. His kisses were more insistent this time and Charlotte felt the familiar feeling inside her that she got back home when she kissed a boy.She felt his cock grow. As they kissed, he ground against her. His cock pressing into her thigh as they kissed. His hands started to move over her. His hand sliding along the waistband of her.