” I took my breast in one hand and began to caress it. “Pinch your nipple.” I took my nipple between my thumb and forefinger and began to pinch ...t gently, kneading it between my fingers. “I’ve never done this before.” “And, how does it feel?” Sarah asked. “It’s so sensitive.” “Don’t stop.”Sarah lifted my nightie to bare my stomach. She began to massage my stomach, but ever so gently. Her hand worked its way up to my breasts, without touching, and then back down to the waistband of my panties. I. It was hesitant at first as I didn't want to make a mess on the couch, butwhen I realized that Alan was swallowing it all, I let loose and wasthrilled once again by the sensation. Just the thought of having my ownsissy slut and personal toilet was enough to get me aroused to the pointwhere I came, gushing down Alan's throat. He never let up off my cock, andit wasn't until I was soft that I realized that I had been holding hishead in place into my groin all this time. I panicked as I thought I. After the second time, they lay there long enough for the guilt and reality of the situation to settle back in. In a strange way, as they cuddled, the feel of flesh on flesh was fine. The intimacy of touching each other in non-sexual ways was acceptable. The knowledge of what they'd just done, though, was less so, for both of them. Both were still wearing their wedding rings, and both of them felt them on their fingers."I'm not sorry," insisted Jeff, mostly to himself, and mostly in an attempt. You jump with a small gasp as a thousand tiny electrical shocks race across your overly sensitive skin. I reach down to guide myself into you, but your hand is already there, moving the head of my shaft back and forth in your wetness and pulling me into you. I push forward until just the head is lodged inside you and stop, resisting the urge to bury myself all the way inside in one smooth stroke. I want you to enjoy this too much for me to rush things. I push forward again slowly until I’m.