" John couldn't believe it. His son was asking his father about jock straps! John knew that if Nick started asking too many questions his father would...start to get horny real fast especially after having just been sucking John's cock and jacking off about ready to shoot a load.John watched and listened as his father continued, "Nick I've got a couple different kinds of jock straps that I use. You can take a look at them and see if one of them might be what you're looking for." Sam reached into. Was it a come-on, a green light, an invitation to move our relationship beyond pupil and instructor. I wasn't sure. "Not as old me!" I joked in reply. "You're not old," she said, encouraging me to continue speculating on her possible meanings. I do not consider myself old but, however, I am nearly twice her age and changed the subject, asking her to pull into the side of the road as I wanted her to do some reversing. I briefed her on the subject, telling her that, when going backwards, we. I felt a second finger enter me, giving me a full and stretched sensation. This time he twisted his hand, palm upward, and with one finger he started to rub the upper wall of my pussy. It felt like I had to pee, put then the pressure faded to pleasure, his other finger continuing to penetrate me at the same time. I started to lose control of my limbs, my muscles tightening and releasing. By this time I was out right moaning with no restraint. The louder I got the faster his motions became. “Oh. We will go back to our old life without trying to seduce the other again. Maybe I will leave London for a year then to help things calm down. If it comes to an end, I will arrange a last weekend for us. Somewhere in the world. There we two will have furious sex for the last time in our life. The other thing is – it is our personal secret. Nobody should know. So, also in the future we will ony fuck each other when it is perfectly safe to do so. No mentioning of our little secret in e-mails, no.