He pulled his cock out and looked at Heather.She was smiling at him, her head slightly inclined. “Ok, be sure to have those Kleenex ready, I don’... want you getting cum all over Susan’s furniture.” Stephen nodded. “Alright sweetie, stay looking at me, I want you to start stroking yourself.”This was easy enough to comply with. Stephen started stroking up and down. Heather watched him for a minute, watching his arm flex with each stroke and then watching the throw were it would bump up. He slowly withdraws, until only the head of his dick is in her, then slowly slides back in. After doing this several times, he speeds up the movement; a moment later, and she's humping her hips up during his forward thrusts. Soon, she's cumming each time their groins slam together. He thinks 'Dickman 2,' as he starts to thrust forward again, this time, his thrust is slower, so the head of his dick has time to expand along her love tunnel. Her eyes open for the first time since laying down on. Before Alan returned I had had a shower and a G n T to calm me down and put a denim skirt on with a red V neck top and I honestly didn't even think of putting a bra on. When I came down stairs the dining table had all our paperwork ready, I gave him a big hug and said this is one of the most freighting days of our lives and I love you, as the doorbell rang.Alan was so charming, he listened to our problems and within an hour or so, had come up with a solution where we could keep our house, I. Now that I had time to think about it I considered our RV the best one to be in because I had my three favorite male members of the entourage with me, Mark, Esteban and Randy. I had surprised my own self with the graphic thoughts of Randy standing over me and doing all sorts of nasty things to me unable to stop him and not really wanting to call things to a halt. My crush on Mark was so strong that all he had to do was snap his fingers and I would drop to my knees and try to please him just.