Stroking..rubbing... tugging softly..tugging softly.. rubbing rubbing rubbing gently.pulling me to her and rubbing my nipples kissing.caressing my nip...les..slowly.licking kissing my breasts gently caressing.rubbing..rubbing..rubbing..rubbing..rubbing..rubbing....’ stroking...between my legs.. massaging me gently.’fuck me now.’ She comanded. I obeyed.’fuck me .hard.’ She commanded.going harder upon her comand. Licking her clint...kissing.,squeezing.’yes good girl’ I heard. I felt my breasts. Which you've never done, but you will before you ever get your cock into my hole again." Susie, Susie, the way you talk!" Go mix yourself a drink. You look like you need it."Groaning, he went into the kitchen.Susie followed, stood in the doorway with a hip shot out, sipping her drink, watching him take ice cubes from the fridge and pour gin and vermouth into the shaker.She asked, "What did Clayton think of my seducing his wife?"He did not reply until his drink was made and he had taken a sip.. All the doctor told us to do was drink plenty of liquids and stay warm. Warmth was the one thing my body and mind craved more than anything.The second night I felt even worse, only wanting the clock to move to the time he'd tell me to close my eyes and he'd take his clothes off and slide under the quilts. As soon as his body heat touched my skin I knew I wanted more, and slowly pulled the Tee shirt off as my muscles and joints rebelled at the movements."You feel so warm," I whispered, sliding. Her eyes widened at the sight of it. It had already grown hard once again, hard and thick."Fuck, that's a huge cock you have there. I have to have it!" Sara demanded.She grabbed his cock in her grasp, tightening her grip around it and pulled him with her. Jack had no choice but to follow.Sara lead the way, down the hallway; her hand gripped tight on his long, thick cock as if walking a dog by it's lead.She lead him to his bedroom, where she stepped inside and pushed the door closed; but not.