"Frank helped him to his feet, and while he was concerned over Oliver's injury, he was happy to have him there. Oliver knew the way back, and with his...guidance, they reached the house rather quickly where Jessica Seaberg was waiting at the front door with Rudy. She took one look at her son's bloody face--which Frank insisted looked worse than it was--and went into a full-on motherly assault unit as she dragged him to the kitchen, forced him down at the table and forced a wet rag and bag of ice. As we kissed, I edged my hands to her shoulders, then down to her chest. She encouraged my exploration with a moan. Her breasts were so soft in my hands and I was terrified that I'd hurt her, shattering this dream, but she seemed to like it. The nipples puckered under my palms - I could actually feel her getting turned on by what I was doing, it was amazing. I pinched the hard flesh.'That's plenty hard enough.' She panted. But there was no element of criticism in her voice, it felt natural and. "And I don't even need to ask if you had a good time," John quipped, giving my shoulder a playful shove. Paula rolled quickly onto her back, spreading her legs with a knowing smile. She spread her pussy for us to see. She was soaked from a number of orgasms already, and my seed spilled out of her. She looked radiant and supremely sexy in that moment, basking in the power she held over us. She did seem to me, in that moment, to be truly insatiable. I was fiercely proud of the powerful and. ..I can't believe how good that was.” he gasped. There was a moment of hesitation then he lowered his head closer to brush my lips with his. Then he asked, “Do you mind?” I don't think I ever answered that with words. I did get my arms around his neck, pulled him down and parted my lips; there had been a lot of practice with Ron. We ended up trying to choke each other with our tongues for a while. Then, really tired, we got in the spoon position and went to sleep.The next morning was a repeat.