"God I love a responsive cock, my husband's only gets hard if he is watching porn!" Diane said. "Shame, I get hard just thinking of you. Can't tell yo... how many wanks I've had just thinking about our train secession," I told her. "Really! You wank over thoughts of me?" she asked. "Of course I do, you have a sexy, sensuous body!" I replied. "Show me," she ordered.Diane then laid back on the bed and I knelt over her. She just laid on her back and looked at me. I took hold of my hard cock, which. I tell her I really need to see her and she invites me in. I thank her neighbor and enter Mona’s place. Once inside, I tell her I desperately need pussy and went through all that trouble to see her. She says she is really tired and needs sleep. I promise her it won’t take long and take her in my arms and hug her. I work my hands down to her ass and squeeze. I’m pretty sure she could feel the bulge in my pants pressed against her stomach. I reach my hands around her panties and peel them down. ”She crossed her arms. “I don’t really care who she or who anyone is.”She tried to find someone else to be responsible for her feeling miserable and lashed out at the Old Man. Even as she did it she knew it was wrong and very childish of her. Egill was nothing but being nice and so was Eric. He had never done anything to her, and tried to be a friend. It never was anyone but her own arrogance and self-importance that got her in trouble. In all this she forgot that Egill could easily read her. 'We all do it,' she replied, now blushing a little, 'have to,' she paused to consider what she was about to say, 'young men need to more than us.''Well, I intended to,' I admitted, 'but things are different now after...,' nodding towards the hallway, 'you know, out there this morning...thought perhaps I might, you know, sleep in your bed tonight...if that's okay.''You can't want...,' her tongue was licking her bottom lip, 'I can't expect you....because we've done it once...you don't have to.