It wasn’t your fault, Jason. It was me. I thought if I kept fighting my urges, they’d go away. After that whole fiasco with Martin… it has consu...ed my every thought.”“What has?”“… sleeping with other men.”“I won’t blame you for having feelings and desires, Allie. We’re in this marriage together for better or worse. Like you, I had fantasies before we met. I don’t know why. I guess that just means we’re human. I always thought if I could just find the right woman, it would all change. It seems. I stroked him fully then, from his balls to his shaft and back again, as far as I could inside his shorts. His breathing came quicker, and I felt him shudder and his body convulse as his orgasm washed over him. I dont know how he kept from crying out, since Wes told me he can be very vocal during sex. His body rocked incessantly, and I knew that had he not been leaning against me, he surely would have sunk to the ground in front of the stage.I continued stroking him for several moments after. I thrust back and forth into Abigail's womanhood, both of us getting lost in the intense sexual pleasure. After several peaks and valleys of pushing our bodies against each other, we finally found a perfect fuck rhythm, and both of us started sliding down the chute of orgasmic release. My cock thinned and lengthened as I prepared to spurt, and Abby began to moan in anticipation of her pleasure. There was a stray thought in the back of my mind. When Dodi felt me trying to ejaculate, would she. I was embarrassed & she also was. I made her stand & put her nighty on while I was putting on her nighty I saw & felt her body. I think she understood what I staring or what my intentions where.I had a boner in my pants that is when she touched it & asked what is this bhola. I was shocked & didn’t knew what to say but she again asked me what is this but this time with a mischievous smile on her face. I said this is because of you aunty. She said I am a old lady my husband is not interested in.