He must have caught my brief, unintentional gaze, for which I followed up with saying 'The sooner the better!' I could feel myself getting a little wa...m and moist here, just thinking about it. 'Does yours get bigger, too, sometimes?' I accidentally blurted out, not really thinking of what I was saying, but remembering some of the human biology lesson. 'Of course.' he chuckled. 'Wow!' I gasped 'I wish I could see it.' Again, that hadn't really meant to come out. He smiled, perhaps realising the. "Dammit, Barb!" I thought silently to myself, "I need you NOW more than EVER!"My wife, Barb, passed away last April. I've been trying for ten months to handle the role of mother and father, all rolled into one. And frankly, I've been failing miserably.Amanda and I have each been through months of intensive therapy, trying to learn to cope with our loss. Amanda's even been on anti-depressants. She feels responsible for her mother's death. Barb died while texting and driving. Amanda was the. She let out another stifled groan and began moving her breasts together even more animatedly, mashing them between her small hands- Suddenly, she realized he wasn’t looking at her the same way anymore. A flash of something resembling irritation had crossed his face, and now he just looked sort of determined. He moved close to her and suddenly fastened his lips to her nipple, sucking so hard he lifted the whole breast easily off her chest. Meanwhile his hand slid down her stomach into her pants. He licked and sucked my clit so hard I was angled towards his dick in the hope that he would fuck me as hard as he bit my nipples. He reached to the side of the bed and picked up an ice cold bowl and set it on my vagina. He picked up something out of the bowl and put it down. I felt something cold and icy slide from my nipple to my pussy. It was shaped like a tube and he held it on top of my clit, occasionally teasing my nipple with it and then sucking them. When he went back to teasing me with.