She respects that, as well. We each have boundaries that revolve around each other but they’re OUR boundaries, not from outside us but from inside. ...espite the open marriage we have, we won’t disrespect the other person.”“But doesn’t Owen love her, too?”“He does, but I have history and a track record. More recently, because I’ve not been possessive and I’ve been encouraging, I have a better record. I’ve been through the big changes with her that brought her to where she is today. I understand. I noticed right away she had nice full lips stuck in a permanent pout. Wow, she was gorgeous. Her friend, standing slightly back from her was younger, real petite, with short brown hair and a very cute face. Her little button nose and small mouth gave her such an innocent young look I felt my cock twinge slightly. Can we ask you a favor? It was the blond who spoke. She was obviously the leader of this little duo. I looked her up and down with a slight smile on my face. She was wearing a short. His mama was a sweet lady — she always packed us sandwiches and pudding cups to take down to the swimming hole that lay on the edge of their property. We would spend as much time as possible there swimming, fishing, and exploring. When we got a little older and could stay out past dark, John would sit down by the shore under an old weeping willow tree. He always made a spot for me, and we would look up at the stars together and share our thoughts and dreams and hopes for the future. We always. I wanted her first time to be special, I always hoped as a dad that she wouldn't give it up to some uncaring asshole, and now that was no longer a concern.Amy was tight like a vice hot like an oven and so wet, now she started to shove back against me she wanted it deep and hard she must be getting close. I had been working her G spot and as she exploded in her first orgasm from fucking I gave her full hard thrusts, I had to kiss her to muffle her. We live in a nice neighbor hood but why take a.