He does this multiple times, driving me crazy with lust, and a need to cum. This seemed to go on for hours, but, I'm sure it was just a few minutes. H...'d get me right to the edge and stop, letting me calm down, only to start again. Making me squirm and want more."Grab those nipples again, girl, twist them, scratch them, make them glow with need. your clit isn't hard, but it's twitching, I'm not going to touch your clittie anymore, now, so, You'll have to cum, from the pleasure and sensations of. .. whom?The desire to feel a heavy virile body on top of me runs through me like wildfire. I'm not even trying to block the possibility of the said body to be my father's."Dad?" I start hesitantly, unsure how to phrase my curiosity. "What do boys feel when they want to have sex?" I whisper.I know what I feel. Hope he's not going to ask me that. I just wanna know if I was mean with Mark to get him all worked up and not have sex with him. It just didn't feel right. He didn't care enough about me.. "My husband found out, but rather than going ballistic or anything, he suggested that Jerold come over on more weekends."Weekend Interracial 1"And your husband knows you two are sleeping together?"Sure. "He gets off on hearing about the stuff Gerald and I do." At night we go to a motel and spend the night fucking. Gerald is big and that what it takes for me, if you know what I mean."Often, Gerald's brother comes along with a date.That was a bit too much information. I decided it was time to. His hands were so warm on my shoulders. And they were like magic! He rubbed in exactly the right places, not too hard but not too soft. It felt so good. I couldn't’t help it when a little moan escaped my lips, it was that good. He chuckled a little and kept going. I closed my eyes and only focused on his hands touching me. That’s why it surprised me when I felt his lips on my neck. I moaned out again, and then I felt a light pressure as he softly nibbled the tender skin. A ripple of pleasure.