Can you feel them? My sperm, microscopically wriggling all over your clit? Squirming and buzzing? Making you cum."As if on cue, I feel my clit vibrati...g from the sheet power of the suggestion. I'm not sure if it was a new orgasm or the previous one reigniting, but I squeeze and pulsed and came again."Fuck, you love being fucked by my balls. You're so desperate for my attention. Such a good fucking slut. Fuck!"My cunt reinforced every "fuck", every "slut" with a throb or a squeeze or a shudder. “Throw your legs over to sit on my face,” instructed Petra, denying Gert and me any further pleasure. “I want to taste you while you lick me.” I did as she asked and found another aspect of my awakening sexuality. I loved the feel of her squashed tits against my lower body and mine crushed against hers.Her clit looked different from above and I had to move forward to get my face between her legs. Petra asked Gert to put a cushion beneath her head to get better access to my pussy. When Petra. When have I ever lied to him?"Every day for the past seventeen years. Every day from the day when I came home and did not say that I had fucked Tim Jenson to become a partner. Every day when I did not say that I had fucked John Stickner to become a partner. Every day when I did not say that I had fucked the other three willing male partners to become a partner. Lies by omission. Lies when I let him think that I had always been faithful. And God help me, every day when I did not tell him about. ” The bitterness in her words made me flinch. “She told me she couldn’t trust herself with me; that she needed to set me free for my own good. She left me alone when I needed her, left me to wake up each night from the nightmares of drowning when I needed her arms to hold me. Oh shit!” The last few sentences had been interrupted by sobs. I did the only thing I could and pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her and pressing her close, feeling her shaking. I rubbed her back to soothe her and.