“Some guys get a real kick out of it Billy.” Jake told him. “The mixture of jealousy and sexual excitement can get the adrenaline really flowing...in a man.” Billy said nothing. “You like the stories though don’t you?” Jake asked him. Billy’s intimidation began to grow as he came under Jake’s scrutiny. Jake was a big man and he seemed to fill the stereotype black male lover that filled Suzy’s stories. There was nothing spectacularly attractive about him but he knew that women would be turned on. We had slept in this morning and the plan was to not get out of bed at all. I was okay with that plan. We were going to curl up in bed and watch movies and just spend some time together. We had been doing a lot of that since that night.The week when he was at work was hard. He was away for long hours of time and I laid in our bed for hours waiting for him to get home. I no longer had the ability to fall asleep unless his arms were wrapped around me. If there was a time in which I did not. ”She seemed a bit surprised. Maybe she thought I rode a bicycle. Sorry, but it’s Harleys that are the magnets, not Schwinn’s.“Ok Wingman, let’s let Karen up. She wants to see your masterpieces!”Karen laughs as I pick up Wingman. We walk over to my bike.“Where does he sit?”I unfold his ‘side car’, actually attached to the back.“I just put him in this carrier. He’s been riding with me since he was just a kitten. He loves it.”She looked hesitant, not for the cat, but for herself.“I’ve never ridden. I saw Marcia’s shoulders begin to flush, and she pleaded, “Fuck me hard, Uncle Darrell. Cum deep in my cunt!” With that, she stopped her rhythmic thrusting and gave one last mighty push against my hips, and my spunk began exploding inside her. Then she let her shoulders down to the mattress, and all of us could see the semen already seeping out of her pussy.Margaret spoke first. “Thank you for that wonderful demonstration, Marcia,” she said. “Would you mind if I licked your juices and Darrell’s.