You need to stop beating yourself up over that. It’s not healthy.’ ‘If I were a normal person I probably would have stopped thinking about it an... beating myself up, but I’m not normal. I can’t help that those thoughts come back to me whenever they decide to. The guilt is still there and I can’t get rid of it. I know she’ll never forgive, but even if she did, I still don’t know if I can forgive myself.’ Andy puts a hand on Keith’s shoulder. ‘I get that it is hard for you and I will never. I reached for my own pussy and spread it for Amy, and she lapped at my clit and twisted it with her lips and flicked it with her tongue, and I watched the three men flailing at there soapy erections and gaping at me, the steam swirling about us, and I came in a twitching, tingling bundle of electric nerves. “Oh I can’t wait any longer,” Amy said standing up. “Let’s go to my room,” Then she leaned into me and whispered in my ear. “I have a wonderful idea I think you are going to love.” We all. She walked over and sat on the sunbed oppisite me and we chatted about her lack and sex and how she would like to stroke me and I asked what her husband would say if he walked over now. She said he would probably like her getting attention but was asleep so wouldnt know, so I stood up in front of her and offered my hard cock to her to stroke, not only did she start to stroke she used het mouth initially to kiss my cock and with my persuasion she began to suck me, slowley and deeply. Looking. As I kiss her again, this time with a little more passion, I bring my hands to the edge of her top and start to lift it up her sides. My hands caressed her smooth skin as I bring it towards her breasts. I push her shirt up past her bra feeling her rib cage along the way. Without me asking she raises her arms above her head and our mouths separate while I take her shirt completely off. The vision of her hair falling back around her shoulders as it comes out of her shirt is stunning. She really.