The pulsing vibrations travelled through into her pussy. The sensation against my own cock was incredible. I couldn’t help myself. I turned it up to...full-bore, switching to the most intense setting. “Oh, God! Please, Will, let me come!” Lizzy cried. It was all I could do to hold myself back. The LELO was relentless. “Not yet,” I mumbled, catching myself dribbling as I did. Strands of Lizzy’s dirty blond hair stuck to her face, plastered on by saliva, semen and sweat. Her eyes glazed and she bit. Go get you handbag and say your goodbyes. No. she said, shaking her head. Look, Ive left the kids alone in the house and we need to get back to them. Im not coming. You go home I find my way back later. There was in intense look in her eyes. Youve had enough and that lipstick you were so worried about earlier is smudged. We need to go home. We argued and time was wasting. Call me, no matter what time and Ill come and get you. Ok, ok, she said, Ill give you a call I left. Wasnt too happy about. I was happy for her but saddened at the loss of prone-boning her sweet ass in sweaty sessions.Right about that time, my favorite sister Princess moved in with me temporarily because she had caught her husband diddling the same chauffeur that she used periodically to ease her boredom. I thought the entire affair to be bordering on the ridiculous but she was offended enough to cry on my shoulder until I comforted her the old-fashioned way by humping her over the back of my new white leather sofa.. Infact, she accepted it as part of his nature, like most men. Eventually it would set with the sun one day and be replaced by his true nature within. Did not all men do this? she thought. Still, he made her feel wanted and loved. So much so she found him irresistibly provocative. His dark Gallic complexion and inflexions turned her on. Asking herself, is this the man she was looking for in life. Although deep inside she knew that there were more ideal men to discover and explore. At nineteen,.