Her: You don’t give up, do you? I’m not sure we should do anything more involving sex, because my guilt is going to cause me to confess one day.M...: Holy crap sis; don’t ever consider that. It will destroy two marriages.Her: I don’t know if I can keep this from my husband. The guilt is affecting my moods around him and he will no doubt get suspicious, if I can’t explain myself.Me: Please don’t do this sis. We’ll both end up divorced. How about we have one more day together and then promise to. When Tom did slide his cock into me it was harder than I’d experienced in years, after a few strokes I stopped him and he looked concerned, “Why are you so hard, have you taken something?” I askedTom reply came after a short pause for thought “Nope, just more relaxed and confident that you’re not going off with your ex and his bigger cock, you want other men getting intimate with you just for sex”His reply surprised me as I always thought it was me that wasn’t attractive enough to turn him on.I. Jake lets up but still keeps pressure on Nancy’s wetness as her orgasm rushes over her. Kissing her gently he helps he back down from the height of ecstasy. Jake gets up and retrieves their glasses of wine. As they sit cross legged facing each other, Nancy’s robe gaped open, Nancy says “Why are you still dressed?” as she leans towards Jake to start unbuttoning his jeans. As Jake pulls away and rises “Hold it right there, I’ll be right back” then heads off to the bedroom. A few minutes later. His grip was firmly around her neck and his fingers dug into her sweet, pink velvet. "Forgive me, Master..." She gasped, feeling a mix of guilty pleasure and sweet discomfort. Then she felt It against her lips. Hot and fleshy and laying a sticky strand of warm lubricant over her chin. She almost came right then. She gasped and with the opening of her mouth he pushed inside of her. She responded without thought. It was a well-trained response of a slave's acceptance of her Master's cock.