I felt devastated and all I was doing was desperately smashing my hands against the walls of the bathroom to take out my anger. As much as I wanted to...get rid of the lustful dirt in my mind, destiny seemed to be adamant in turning me into a disgraceful sex-addict cock-monger.My smashes on the wall caused the hand shower to fall down on the floor. And worse, it fell with the tiny force regulator on the side, directly hitting the ground.“OOhhh”, I groaned, as I felt the warm water splash on my. But we trust you girls and love you very much. Do you have any questions?" My wife said.Jenny raised her hand."Are blowjobs and handjobs the same as having sex?"Liza elbowed her. "Don't ask things like that to mom and dad!"I interjected "It's okay, Liza. It's a good question. Jenny, I would much prefer that you did those things than have sex, but you don't want to go around and blow guys. Only if you care about them and they care about you. But no it's not the same."Jill nodded her head in. She slid further down, Her lips just ever so touching the steel of the chastity device. As his eyes locked to Hers She lightly licked his cockhead. The contact of Her tongue interrupted by the steel. He felt Her warm mouth envelop his hardon, a dream, but not, for the device kept the full pleasure at bay. She displayed extraordinary oral skills and it was all for naught. He watched Her lips curl into a smile as She stopped and laughed with him still in Her mouth. Her eyes tortured him as. She went in to changer her dress and told me to wait in drawing room. She came out of her room in loose T-shirt and pajama. I again brought her close to me and started kissing her we were doing French kiss I was rubbing her back and notice that she had weared a strapless bra to cover her boobs. She starts moaning as I was rubbing her back with my palms vigorously. She was getting hot and so do I. My lund (dick) was standing like a pole and touching her belly slightly up from the pubic area. I.