Well as Ken and Ed were working together on a job it worked out pretty good for them, Did I mention that Ken was a carpenter to. We had a lot of fun w...th Ken as his wife had left him a while before and so he was pretty lonely, and it was fun having bonfires and drinking beer at night in his back yard. Ken had a large three bedroom home, so as he had lots of room he said we could move into one of the bedrooms, which made it a lot nicer, as we had a nice bathroom and a real kitchen. We were doing. She was soaking wet, now. Suddenly, I changed my mind. Not here. I wanted her on the bed, on her back, like a wife. Later, I would fuck her in different places, and in different positions, but for right now, she needed to be broken. It would be easiest on her back. I released her and extended my hand, and she looked at me strangely, not comprehending until I inclined my head toward the back of the house. “In the bedroom,” I grunted, and pulled her forward. Knowing she wouldn’t resist at this. Ah fuck!” he groans, grabbing my hips and driving himself deeper into me. “Cum baby, cum inside me!” I beg and coax him, desperately. “I want it, oh god, Dave, I want it so much! I want you to cum in me, pleeeaaassseee,” I continue to beg with each hard, concentrated thrust that Dave delivers. “Fuck! Take it, baby!” The spurts and spasms of his cock takes me over the edge and I cum again. I moan loudly and push against him, wanting him deeper in me. He continues to thrust slowly, letting me. I almost convinced myself that the feel and taste of her pussy when I went down on her, or the wonderful sounds she made, didn't have to result in my dick painfully trying to get hard within its prison and my mind feeling as trapped as my penis by my lack of release. Almost. After a month I was starting to feel a little crazy. "I'm not sure whether I can stand this, love." "Oh, is it really that bad? You've gone longer without sex before, haven't you?" "Well yeah, but I could masturbate then.".