He tried to stop me, saying it’s not necessary and to stop, but I couldn’t. I had to touch his cock or at least try. As if in slow motion, my hand...brushed his crotch. I let my fingers part and feel for his manhood through the thin paper towel. Time stood still when my finger tips felt the outline of his hanging dick through his pants. I just stared straight ahead, on my knees, nervous, heart pounding and touched his cock.He pushed my hand away and said it’s fine, then sat back down on the. Kerri and myself have spented many nites fucking too she has been in Kats bed or mine about two time a week for the last 21/2 years. Kerri husband is Tom he works as a IT something and is away alot so he knows nothing (some times he well call her and she will tlak to him while I am eating her)she has a boy 6 Tom jr. and a girl 14 Sammy they seem to have alot of money and she is a good mother. Now the story.. Tom comes home after being gone 6 days Kerri has the k**s at grams dinner on the. That’s why I never count how many I’ve had.”Simon shook a finger of disagreement at her. “You’re talking about calculation. I’m talking about more interesting math. In the past, when I’ve gotten drunk, it usually gives me an opportunity to focus on whatever problem’s been eating at me in a more slipshod, undisciplined way and come up with a really wrong answer that nonetheless helped me break the mental block. Now ... my thoughts are all over the place.”“Hmm.” Ceri tilted her head to consider. "Hun, I need you inside of me so bad."With that, you press the head into my hole. You pause to enjoy the sensation. You press into me farther. It feels good to have you fill me. I jut my hips back into you. Begging for more with no words, I want it all. You ram the rest of your engorged member into me.Your hands slide down to my hips. You pull me back to you. You pull me, matching your strokes with my hips. You dig in your fingers. I can do nothing but enjoy the feeling of you filling me with.