I hold her against me, being careful, touching her hair, comforting her. She puts her face at my neck. Shakes. A crying."It's just not right, Lita," s...e sobs. "I had Pat. Pat had me. Now ... nobody." Brindy, that is wrong. I am not a substitute for Pat. Dave is not a substitute for Pat, but you have us."Sobs, as I held her in my arms. Brindy needs much. I finally get away to start the shower. We both get in together. I am very gentle as I wash her. I know it is supposed to be just washing –. "Udder Three," she said to herself, then giggledfor a full minute at the pun before regaining her composure.She put her panties back on and went back to the bedroom. Don was stillasleep. The blanket covered half of his body in a way that she couldeasily see he was sporting a good morning half-mast. She felt a sense ofpleasure building up and realized that her left hand was ever so gentlytracing the outside of her udder sac. Not giving her full-on pleasurebut making her hornometer start to build. So she went up and started twirling around the pole and doing something that you might describe as twerking. So I went up to her and told her to relax, just think about how the woman in the porn video danced and just move to the beat of the music. Once she did that it worked much better and she was really sexy dancing. After a few minutes I told her to take off her shirt which she did. Then I told her to go grind on the guys. Then on her own she removed her bra.Then after a bit I asked the guys. Hot, moist, tight. I was thinking about lava, silk, and muscle, all from what his ass made my cock feel! I began a serious pumping now, pulling my cock back to the head, then afraid I would slip out, I pushed it back in again, up to the root. More sensations than I could even acknowledge, no less remember, came to me. I surrendered to these sensations and just fucked him. It was automatic, a****listic, instinctive. It was bliss.This went on for probably a much shorter period of time than.