Changes in her internal plumbing made to support pregnancy led to glandular changes and an eruption of acne -- and Ned did nothing. Worst, though, was...the libido increase; sex went from a tool used to manipulate Ned to something Judy needed increasingly -- while she became less and less appetizing to look at. Masturbation went from an occasional thing to take the edge off to a daily requirement -- then twice daily...Stubbornly, stupidly, she held on until Ned deployed, and it was too late...It. I began to rub myself over the material of my boxers, squeezing my length mercifully until I couldn’t take it any longer. Pulling the elastic waistband away from my body, I slide the material down so that it bunched just beneath my balls; my cock instantly springing to life and falling back heavily against my stomach. Her eyes opened as I sighed in relief; a small smile playing on her lips as she eyed my dick up and down.“Show me what you do when I’m not here, Jack” she whispered breathlessly,. I don't know what their domestic arrangements are, but he does spend time in Devon, probably only to see the kids," I said."Yes, Harry says he has to go there this year to play Father Christmas for his children." She pouted. "I'm going to have to stay in some grotty room at a Holiday Inn. The nearest one to the village where Harry's wife lives is on the M5. He says he will slip out of the house whenever he is able, but it's not going to be much of a Christmas for me."A light bulb went on in my. “It’s been fun Ben”, Clarissa said, crinkling her nose and tipping her head to the side. “Sure has Clarissa, I really enjoyed my time with you tonight. I’d like to see more of you, if that’s ok with you?” I replied, hoping with all my guts that she would say yes. “I’d love for you to see more of me”, she replied, and pecked my cheek with a soft kiss. “Would you like to come in for a coffee or soda Ben?” she asked… and of course I obliged!Inside her spacious apartment, Clarissa guided me to the.