” “Well, that sounds like a bit of a lie to me. When the seed departs, conscience rushes in to fill the void,” she said. “That’s simplistic ...nd unfair. There’s a transformation that takes place, in terms of brain chemicals, sure. But to call it conscience…” “Is distressingly accurate,” she smiled, squeezed his sac and put her tongue in his mouth. He sucked it and pressed his roving fingers softly into her slit. “No,” he said. “It’s more complicated than that. We’re doing our biological duty.. John took a pillow, dropped it on the floor and knelt on it. This placed him directly between her opened thighs. Reaching out with his left hand, he caressed the soft skin of her inner thighs and was rewarded by Amy’s long sigh. Her musky odor was stronger now and his excitement grew. He began kissing her soft skin, eliciting moans and soft cooing sounds from her throat. Amy started to shake in anticipation. ‘Easy now,’ he said. ‘We’re not in a hurry this time. Remember, it’s always better. That’s the problem with emailing someone, you confess far more than you would do face to face (without a lot of alcohol anyway) and to make it worse I’d saved all the juicy emails and often re-read them at home when my girlfriend had gone to bed early and I was horny.‘Stop messing about, you’ll give me a hard on and I’m on my own tonight’ I laughed then took a long drink of wine to hide my face.Debbie and Mick looked at each other then at me and seemed to come to some kind of unspoken. I am slick, ready. I run my finger back and forth, distributing the viscous moisture. Now I really am ready. I bring my finger up to my neck and you suck it, tasting me and I hear you inhale sharply, your approval obvious as I feel you push against me.You're kissing my neck, caressing my nipple and gently grinding at my back. I arch my back and bend my knees and suddenly your cock is in just the right place. You've slid into me before you know it and it feels fucking good. I moan at the feeling.