.Please...PLEASE!I stop cutting the vegetables and drop the knife on the cutting board.My hand reaches for "her little dicklet" in a futile attempt to...removethe cause of the pain, a cold steel plate protects my wife's propertyfrom unauthorized hands. After the electricity stops surging through herlittle dicklet I quickly wipe my hands and scurry to the living roomwhere my wife is sitting still dressed in her office clothes. I can'thelp but notice her well tanned cleavage perfectly framed by her. It felt nice, and intimateNid's hands were making Andie come alive, and her massaging was becoming more focussed in and around her round cheeks and inner thighs.It felt amazing and Andie felt herself getting turned on, but also nervous. Nid's fingertips had brushed her rim and her outer labia more than once.Nid stopped and let her hands rest on Andie's thigh and ass."You ok?" I.. I'm not sure of this." Nanette paid for happy ending.. ok?"Andie's mind was swimming! Happy ending?! Wasn't that a. “ Faith…”, I softly said“ Don’t”, she just bit back, the tears in her eyesI reached out, “ Faith..”“ Don’t don’t don’t “I grabbed her, and she slapped back at my arms. So I gripped her firmly and she struggled trying to get me off. She was all but hyperventilating. But then I grabbed her and squeezed her tight.She flailed and squirmed and fumed, ad then it all broke down as I hugged her against her will. Faith started sobbing.Deep thick wrenching sobs. It was so full of grief and hanger. I spread my legs wider to give Tara full access and she immediately took advantage of it. Deftly she inserted two fingers of her other hand into my steaming box, still using the other hand to pinch and massage my clit. Soon I felt my muscles tensing as I prepared to release the orgasm that had been held back too long. Tara noticed and stopped what she was doing, moving quickly to position her head between my thighs. Using her tongue on my clit, still pumping her fingers in and out of my.