How many of you have let your husbands look at you and caress you like that, even once, in the last two months? Even after you saw what they wanted. N...w you blame me because not one of you did as much for your own husbands as I did??Howard walked away. The artist was doomed if she thought that these women would take responsibility for their own choices. They were going to make her suffer for their failings. It was an old story, often told.But maybe that was the artist’s final lesson.For the. He purposefully avoided her mound and moved to her hips instead. She laughed a little at his playfulness but oh how she wanted him to touch her. His hands left her body and she immediately heard his belt buckle, followed by his jeans coming down. She was wet. With his pants off and only his dark blue cotton briefs remaining, he went back to teasing her. He touched her thigh through the sheets and slid his fingers down to her feet. Standing at the bottom of the bed now. "Keep your eyes closed,". I did not want this to end but knowing how good she was this might not last long. "Could you make it so this lasts for a while? I don't want to cum for a while" I asked her"Of course" she repliedNow she was licking the tip of my cock and sliding her tongue down the sides of my shaft. I just laid there, moaning with pleasure"Fuck that feels great" I saidShe said nothing in return, just kept sucking, stroking and licking my cock. Next she lifting her shirt and revealed her giant tits. She reached. Her bust wasn’t very large, the boy’s used to tease her about it, but she’d usually throw a right hook and that would be the end of that. When Meagan wasn’t dressed like a punk with dark mascara and black band t-shirts, she looked rather stunning with her olive complexion and light green eyes.Meagan was my next-door neighbor through middle school. Her mother’s boyfriend was a real dick. He drank like a fish. When she was younger, he’d sneak into her room when he was drunk and molest her. That.