First there was Dolly's prolonged rape that had awakened long suppressed sexual feelings and then the wild and uninhibited voluntary reunion with her ...apist. Dolly and her husband, Rob, had returned to their Missouri home and had settled down to a much more satisfying and sexual existence than they had ever known. But the winter had become dull and dreary to the point that it began to make the couple depressed. Dolly suggested that they take a vacation to help get through the doldrums of the. I tell him to sit back on the sofa, that I’m going to give him a private lap dance. I unzip his pants and push them down to his knees. I straddle him, rubbing myself against his crotch, only separated by the cotton of his boxer shorts. I rub my pussy over him, I can feel the entire length of his cock, from the base to the top. I was planning to treat him, to cater to his pleasure, but I get caught up in the feeling, I use him like my own personal sex toy, I rub my clit up and down on him, I. Lisa, do you want a child?"Lisa thought for a moment and responded, "I did always want one, but given my inability to have them, I hadn't given it much thought since early in Mark's and my marriage." She thought back to the early years and how they tried to have kids. Her expression changed and she uttered, "That bastard lied to me about this, too. He said his sperm were healthy; I just assumed it was my fault for our not conceiving ... That asshole!" Greg walked over and hugged her, calming. Linda kept her head turned, refusing to break eye contact with the woman as she was turned.“Look at your friend.”Linda looked back at Shay, but this was a Linda she barely recognized. The orgasm had done something, but Shay couldn’t figure it out. “Ask her to join you.”“Shay, come here,” Linda said as she held her hand out. “Please Shay, I need you.”Shay stood there. Something crossed Linda’s face that looked like confusion. The woman turned Linda’s head and captured her gaze again. Then.