I actually yearn for it. Does that shock you? No,of course it doesn't. Stupid question. Well, I'm a little bit of anamateur on this side of the couch....Where do we begin?" *****Mel had been stunned when Jacquelyn arrived this night. He had not beenprepared for the vision that Jane Wells and Jenny Bartlet had preparedfor him.He'd seen her of course, Jacquelyn, a number of times in these pastmonths since Margo had called him and presented him with. I quickly retreated to my bedroom.The next day, in a room at the Hilton, I asked Horace if he knew his son Mark was fucking Kim. He laughingly responded, “No shit?”I told him what I had seen the day before.“He was fucking her just like you fuck me, and apparently she had sucked him off first, just like I do you before you fuck me, it was surreal,” I said.“Does he have a big cock?” Horace asked.“As best as I could tell, he has a big cock like you,” I responded.“Did you enjoy watching?” Horace. At the end of the lecture I hung back, we were both high on sexual energy, and it was I, not him, that asked to be fucked, not directly, but indirectly, 'I could see the film made you hot', he said, 'I am still hot', I replied thickly, my voice sounding like thick treacle, my hand pressing into my crotch as I spoke.He looked down at my hand as I massaged myself over my skirt, his face chiselled with a wry smile, neither laughing or outright smiling, just a sort of stupid mask that mixed his. I squeeze my thighs together to calm my aching pussy. The restraint I am using to keep my arousal in check makes me a model of self control, my knees feel weak & my panties are wet, I want you to touch me more. Silently you raise me up onto the sink lifting me off my feet effortlessly. I am eager and nothing is going to stop me from offering my body to you for the fulfillment of my request! I slide forward and recline on the vanity unpretentious with my knees wide apart.