After a couple weeks I hatched a naughty plan. Terri always had me oil just her back, from her neck to her feet, and she often had her head covered wi...h a t-shirt. In any case though, I quickly noticed that she didn't open her eyes to look at me while I oiled her. One day, knowing the call from the back yard was bound to be coming soon, I stroked my cock and kept myself on the verge of orgasm until Terri yelled for me. She was lying face down on the chaise, wearing only a small, too small,. Salty, warm, slimy, I almost revolted, but she would not let me go. I knew I was in her control. When I got hard again, she turned and went down on me again.I felt like I came about a dozen times as she worked on my cock. I was drained and all I felt like doing was sleeping. She turned, we kissed and then she said it was her turn to get off. I thought she expected me to fuck her and told her I was done. I could not get hard again if I had to.She then got up off the bed and started to strip. She. A few seconds later she delved further and was rewarded with a warm stick of flesh to stroke. That scared her as she remembered the awful warnings about the uncontrollable male desires that Martha had repeatedly given her. Surely David isn’t like that? He has always been very kind to me, and understanding when I don’t comprehend what he is trying to explain to me.It was not long before David whispered, “There are more comfortable places for this, you know.”Jennifer stood up, not without some. “You’re my best friend, Lainie, and I think I am falling in love with you.” “I love you, Charls. I have for years, but I don’t think you really love me, and that’s okay. We have felt this way for a long time, and I’ve gotten used to it. But I love you too much to let you fall into the trap of confusing lust with love. Wait until sometime when we see each other first thing in the morning, to decide that you love me. Right after we have had sex is not the time to decide these things.” “Shut up.