Eric left and my husband bent me over the washing machine. He went down on his knees and started licking my asshole. He stood up and spanked my ass. I...looked behind at him and saw him undoing his pants. I bent a little more spreading my legs, and felt my husband’s nice hard cock sliding inside my wet pussy. I got wet for my son but now my husband was fucking me. “Ah fuck,” I moaned when my husband started fucking me. His one hand was on my back and with other he was slowly spanking my ass.. Think about how often it was about oral rather than vaginal. Very strange, if you ask me. No cases where he made a girl let him eat her out, either. None in my memory,” Lindsay observed.“That’s odd. Maybe Melinda Wilson exaggerated how much actual sex they had, too,” I scoffed as we sat in class, parting company with Amber at last.Sure enough, there was David Schuyler, too, staring at Kat Summers and her luscious thighs. I couldn’t blame him for that, of course. She had great thighs, no. You will find a woman who appreciates you and can see what I see in you. I have not been totally honest with you. The reason why I was so concerned about my privacy is that I have been lactating and I need to milk my breasts at least once a day. I did it tonight before you came up to the room. It just doesn't feel right keeping anything from you."I was feeling an intense bond with Tom after what we shared tonight.***********TomI could feel her still grinding against my cock. It felt so good and. " Tears streameddown her cheeks.Classic guilt transference, thought Walt. "And how could any of thisbe your fault, Lily?" He took out his handkerchief and dabbed at thetears on her face. "Believe me, there is no possible way that any ofthis can be your fault."Lily smiled bravely. "I know you only want to help him, Walt." shereplied. "And I'm sure I can help you help him. But _I_ must alsodo whatever is necessary to fix things again, even if it means I willlose him." she stated."Now, that's the.