Jessica was still kissing my chest as I reached the side of my bed. I lifted her off me, and set her on my bed, before lifting myself from my chair to...a spot on the bed beside her. I undid her jeans, and she helped me slide them and her panties off of her, before she helped me out of my shorts and boxers. I then slid my body around so that I could lick her sweet shaven pussy, and she started to suck my cock. I don’t know how to describe the sensation. I couldn’t feel her actions, and yet,. . This black cop seemed a little agitated by her refusal. As he pumped her pussy with his powerful cock she moaned with every thrust. There I was, sitting on the side of the bed, playing with my little dick and watching my wife be sexually abused before my very eyes. No more fantasies... and there was no turning back.Casey suddenly froze; her face seemed uneasy of trying to suppress what was approaching. She tried to push him away with her arms, and her soft body tried squirming away under him;. She was well developed and had the same blond hair that her mother had. Jen was definitely one of the more popular girls in her high school and always had. Steve didn't want to admit it, but his daughter was probably a flirt. The guys who came to pick her up for dates were always good-looking and well built. In fact, they sort of made him feel emasculated since they were often bigger and more muscular than he was despite them only being in high school. Steve was a pretty scrawny guy himself.And. I'm working on it. Friday is less strenuous. It’s kink day with Sara, a writer who works at home. She's 36, a vegan, has a child in second grade, and is separated from her husband. Not unattractive, but terribly skinny. She's got hairy arms and a bush you need a weed-whacker to trim. The jumble of coarse hair spreads to her thighs and grows up her belly like a vine. Sara is into mutual masturbation, which might explain the absent husband. She leads me in a Tantric posturing for twenty minutes,.