I never knew that kind of pain before, an awful abyss opening up inside from simply not being desired, regardless of what I tried or how much time pas...ed. It's a pain that made me retreat further into how much I long to see you. Just touch you. Be inside of you. I see the same ache in you as soon as we started going down the road. A longing burning in both eyes that only we seem to understand in one another. One that only we know how to quiet. Your seem to sense this, how our need only swells. .. knowing that I was watching him, enjoying looking down at his tone body, his stiff cock poking out, his fingers wrapped around it and moving up and down his shaft. I caught myself moving a hand to my semi soft cock that seemed to be getting a new life and started to swell a little again. I had an image pop into my mind of us laying down in a 69 and going at each other on the blanket I had taken from my car. I was going to move down and join him, but as I started to, he motioned for me to. Wednesday was the same. I couldnt even masturbate. It wasnt the same. It felt so lonely. I felt bad wasting my sperm. I wanted my wife to hold and snuggle. Thursday I was going to meet Tara. I know I was going to want her but I wasnt going to push anything. I didnt want Tara to do anything she would regret and ruin our family. We were to meet in a nice pub in downtown Manhattan. I arrived early and sat at that bar drinking a Seagrams 7 waiting for my niece to show up. At 6 oclock I feel a. Her hand wrapped around the base. She was on her hands and knees, rubbing herself with her free hand as she bobbed slowly up and down on me. My eyes rolled back in my head. The last time a woman woke me this way was... well. Never. I reached out to her, placing my hand on her thigh to beckon her closer. Without losing concentration, she inched toward me, swung a leg over and straddled my face. She then slowly lowered herself onto my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her down.