Now, I had never seen a hard cock before. The only cocks I had seen were in the locker room at the gym. I just sat there and watched him stroke it up ...nd down.I couldn't stop staring at it, so he said, "You like big, hard cocks, don't you Renee?"I answered shakily, "Yes, Sir."I found myself mesmerized by his cock and unable to say anything but what he wanted. He noticed that I was hard in my panties and started rubbing my cock and my stocking clad legs. I absolutely loved that. It made me feel. .. why? Won’t you lose your powers if that body doesn’t stay virginal?” Then I realized that I had had sex with Demie the previous night. “Oh! You’re sucking on Demie’s juices; that’s why you’re horny.”But that didn’t explain why she had gone down on me in the first place. Demie’s vaginal secretions were like Spanish Fly, except for real, but it required someone to get within my personal space for a sniff. There was no reason for Kate to have gotten that close in the first place.Kate let go of. Genetically, no one would ever know. I looked up at him. Except for a little graying at the temples of his jet black hair and the weathered, wrinkled skin, I saw the features that had attracted me to Mark: the same chiseled nose and chin, the full, beautiful lips, the low dark brow and those penetrating blue eyes. I quickly counted forward; with any luck, somewhere around Labor Day my husband would think we had made a miracle.My fingers fumbled with my father-in-law's belt and zipper,. She had also made a serious mistake. She was too tired to cover her tracks. Joel, seeing her completely out of it, once again spied into her things. He found two cell phones in her purse. He examined the one he had not seen before. There was a long history of text messages with Ace, and only Ace. There were sext pictures. She had sent him photos of her pussy and tits and he had sent back pictures of her with a cock in her mouth, pictures of her with cum on her face. There was the conversation.