Oh, God, that’s nice...” An inner voice within me seemed to be telling me to stop; that this wasn’t right but by the recently-discovered hot pas...ionate feeling Max had started had returned to my belly with a vengeance. This time it didn’t frighten me and the warning voice was simply overwhelmed. My hands stroked Mike’s bare naked back, powerful arms and flat tummy as his hands played with my boobs, then I squeezed his tight, firm buttocks through his pyjama trousers as we rolled gently back and. Can you think of a better way to insure that contributions from the Davis family keep coming in?"I held the phone tightly. Would my lustful needs be satisfied so quickly? Was I lucky enough to avoid the search and seduction I usually required to please my clitoris? Would my submission to Frank-a funny word, since I wanted it so badly-would it possibly increase the Davis contributions and insure my husband's position? Did I really want Frank Davis to fuck me? Oh, yes, that last question required. I don't know if it was the adrenaline running through me or if it was the fucked up situation, but I only lasted 3 minutes before I started unloading in her mouth. I pulled out, and came all over her face and tits. I pulled her up, my cum dripping off her chin, picked her up and put her on the marble counter top that I had helped pick out several years earlier. I spread her legs apart, and licked my way her chest, to her pussy. Sure I tasted my own cum, but I didn't care. I laid her back and. But now, I got you and I don't want any other man." I was having difficulty just imagining all of this was actually happening. Here I was barely 20 years old and I had, Sheila, who is perhaps the most sensationally sensuous and beautiful women I had ever known, literally throwing women at my feet without even so much as a hint of envy or jealousy on her part. I had to keep reminding myself that this was real and not just a figment of my youthful and somewhat twisted imagination."Sheila, I think.