A nice pink color began to rise. “I want to spank your ass, then come on it,” I replied, adding a couple of quick slaps to reinforce the idea. �...Oh God, yes! Spank my ass! Come on my ass!” Now that it was my turn, I began to concentrate on my needs. She may have needed hard and fast, but I like slow and sensuous. I began a more deliberate stroke, relishing the feeling of my cock-head as it re-penetrated her at the beginning of each thrust and ran into her limit at the end. I could feel the. I’ve learned to compromise my moral values because I want to get what I desire. I have suppressed my desires my entire life, compromised on what my body wants and my thirst for newness. Yes. I crave new things. But at the same time, I want to be loved and cared for.This conflict in my head was controlled as my boyfriend Shankar was extremely lovable and caring. He means the world to me. I couldn’t ask for anyone better in my life. Shankar makes love to me gently. He whispers, “I love you,. Throughout that time, my mind wandered. I saw that picture of Patti. I saw that cleavage and that smile. I saw her legs. I tried picturing her body…naked. Yes, I tried but I couldn’t, seeing as she wore that oxford shirt, which covered up most her body, but then I thought about something. Is there going to be more, something else? “Okay it’s time for bed,” I told them. I got them to bed. I sat and talked with my wife but I’d been thinking about Patti, again. Bad, bad me I thought. I’m soooo. .. I-I can't help it... and I've got to think of my baby... of Jamey... it's all for them! It is! it is!Susan's breath caught in her throat as he massaged and kneaded, stroked and caressed her naked, palpitating breasts, pinching at the tiny, hard, cherry-nipples and rolling them between his fingers, causing new wild sensations to jolt excitedly through her whole body. Then, he was gently drawing her panties down over her buttocks and hips from behind and she closed her eyes and raised her head.