For two magical hours earlier, Eve and Adam had sat together by prior arrangement for the celebration meal, thighs touching, absorbing each other’s ...armth, stoking their mutual desires. They had touched under that trestle table, conscious of possible discovery, stroking, caressing, sending strings of tantalising tingles up spines as fingers felt bare or thinly-clad flesh. They even snatched hasty kisses. Mealtime convention dictated they converse almost fully with fellow diners; however, each. "You know it's the truth. And if you didn't know it, it's a high time you learned it." She looked at him, almost desperate now. "What I’m trying to say is that I can cum for the BOTH of us. You don't NEED to cum, honey. Really, you don't. Not as long as you can enjoy MY orgasms. When I cum, it's a shared experience, something we can both enjoy. When YOU cum, it's just selfish. Honey, it's so selfish it hurts." "But honey, to take away man’s right to orgasm, it's..." "No." He looked at her,. "I didn't notice." She laughed. "I guess I was too busy enjoying Christopher's lovely cock to notice," she turned to the younger Christopher, her grandson, "wasn't I honey?"He giggled in reply. "Oh you sure were nanna." So where have they gone?" asked Roger as his fourteen-year-old granddaughter slipped to her knees in front of him and took his cock in her mouth in an effort to make him hard again so that he could make love to her once more."They both had to leave suddenly," answered their. I already was... what the hell is wrong with me?"Y-Yes, Sahib!" I obediently replied.I began a more vigorous fucking and soon discovered one of the great, but secret joys in life-I found if I pushed down far and hard enough, the tip of his finger bumped my prostate which in turn gave me an incredible sensation that reverberated thru-out not only my hard prick, but sent shivers of pleasure racing up and down my spine. I fucked him faster and harder.My enthusiasm brought a smile to his face. I.