Phillipe is my son. I could never... And then the forbidden thoughts would gnaw at her despite her efforts to banish them. In short Helen Spangler was...at war with herself.Phillipe, on the other hand, was quite satisfied with the way things were working out. His father's words had simply cemented his plan in place. Rachel Donovan was certainly a beautiful woman and there was something about the body of a mature woman which made him realize how much more pleasure he derived from seducing the. "I think she would appreciate it if you stayed."The doctor had left the room and I realised I had read something in the tone of his voice- he was telling my lover that I wanted to come."I think we should make the most of this." he said to me.My legs were still fastened in stirrups and I lay there feeling my clit aching as if it would burst. I looked down and saw it swollen hugely, it was wet and my clit looked like a small cherry."I'd better give you the final one." My lover said, and put his. I watched as she rolled a pairof black fishnet tights up her legs and adjusted and attached her straps.I rolled my tights up my legs as Elizabeth had done. I fumbled with mystraps and noticed how tight the straps felt around the top of my thighsand arse and how my fishnets caressed my legs."Here add these," Elizabeth said tossing me a pair of black lace garterswith a pair of red bows on them."And why do I need to add garters?" Because your garter-belt may come undone and your tights may roll. I’ve never fantasized about anyone else during sex but this night was different. As soon as I felt my husbands penis in me I couldn’t help but think of the glimpse I’d caught of Roger’s long black snake in the hospital. It seemed to fill my mind as John’s penis slipped in and out of my vagina. John is my husband but I was thinking of Roger. Well not really Roger. I was thinking about Roger’s cock and imagining the black man from the church was on top of me. I remembered him hugging me and.