So why didn’t we have sex more often than we did? Wewere still young, and married only five years. Part ofit was that we both had demanding jobs, an... were oftentired at the end of the day, and perhaps we didn’t havethe enthusiasm we did early in our marriage.Karen was also a bit of a tease, flashing her legs attimes, especially getting up or sitting down when herlegs would open for a moment, giving a view of stockingclad thighs, her garter straps over naked thighs, andat times a quick view of. "Show me," Sarah said. "Show me how you masturbate to the pictures of me."Hope looked like her head would explode from all the blood rushing up to it. She fidgeted with her hands before responding with a shake of the head."It's too embarrassing," She said.Sarah grinned and faked dialling on her phone again, looking up at Hope a couple of times."Show me," She demanded. "Get naked and show me how you masturbate."She wasn't shouting or being forceful in her tone of voice. It was the intensity in. Hardly a week went by when we didn’t have some form hypnotically enhanced sex. All this changed 6 months ago, when Joe got an offer to take a contract overseas. They offered a huge salary and bonus arrangement for Joe to spend a year abroad. The only catch was that I could not go with him. We discussed it and decided that it was too good an offer to pass up. This contract would set us up with a huge down payment and we would finally be able to move to that house in the suburbs. We agreed that. Her legs tense, her breath is coming in short pants as I trace her body from her clit up to her nipples and around her neck and ears. “Oh darling,” purrs out of her soft lips, and she pulls my thick rod another three inches toward her.Juice is pouring out of her pussy over my cock. I grasp a buttock in each hand, part them slightly and lift her off the counter. I can wait no longer. In one final thrust I bury the last three inches of my cock and feel my balls slap her ass.“Jesus, fuck, Ric!”I.