When I sat back he reached for me and pulled me close to him with his strong arms. He kissed me deeply. My hands were on his chest and I felt the musc...es there. His lips were soft but insistent. His tongue danced with mine. He had taken a shower and smelled fresh and masculine. As he kissed me I felt his hand start to fumble with the buttons down the front of my dress. He got a few undone but I helped with the rest. He reached in and cupped my large breast with his hand and squeezed it. I was. She wailed around the gag, mouth opened wide as her bright green eyes. It was as though something had crawled between her tit and pussy, through her flesh. The cruel Master jumper right ahead to her clit, the ring serving as an ideal conductor. She shrieked, in agony as he hit her with the shortest route between positive and negative poles. Directly between her clit and vagina, hitting every single one of the thousands of nerves between them. The poor girl cried and screamed herself hoarse. ” Another guest comes forward with his cake and whispers something to J. J nods and says to the guy, “of course!” and tells me to bend over and grab my calves. I do so, automatically, as J has taught me to assume this position several times. J comes and stands behind me. He runs his hands down the side of my back and I feel the energy he has in his hands melt into my skin. When he gets down to my hips, he tells me to take a wider stance, so I step my legs out so they wider than hip length. I'm married and have 4 kids already. Is that the attraction? Is she just something I cannot have so that makes me want her all the more? I don't think so. There are plenty of women and girls that are off limits for me. Technically speaking, there is only one woman who isn't off limits.She shifted. I watched her hands slide across her notes one more time. Her knuckles whitened just a bit as she gripped them harder than necessary. My eyes paused on her delicate hands one more time. I wanted to.