’ I dropped my other hand to her thigh. ‘No, no, no!!!’ Anya grabbed both my hands and placed them back on her chest, this time inside the ope... flannel shirt. ‘That’s better!’ For several long minutes, I lovingly fondled my wife’s chest, listening as the sound of her breathing subtly changed in response to my actions. ‘You chastise me for thinking only of your chest,’ I finally whispered into her ear, ‘yet I can tell from the sound of your breathing that you love it when I focus my attention. He awoke almost immediately. “What are you doing here?” he whispered, turning over to look at her. “Why aren’t you in your own bed?” “I had a nightmare, and Gram wouldn’t let me in. She answered, blushing with shame. “Please, I’m afraid to be alone. Can I say here with you?” “Geez, sis, this bed is hardly big enough for me!” he protested. “Just go back to your own. Nothing will happen to you, I promise.” “I’m scared to sleep alone.” she said. “You know I get nightmares when I do.” “Well, okay,. With a groan you wake up with the feeling of something sliding inside you. ”Wha…what’s….what?” you stammer, still drowsy with sleep. As I see you open your eyes, I push in hard; with one thrust my cock is balls deep inside you. Your eyes shoot wide open, bulging at the sudden deep penetration. “Fuck, jeeeeeeeeeeeez, FUCK!” Just barely realising that you are getting fucked, I start pumping your pussy. At first with long slow deep strokes, my cock head just barely inside you before slamming it. Amanda could hear the words easily in the empty dressing room:"Oh Missy," Cris was crooning, "you know I love you! And you know we're going to be together! We should let go and just make love! You know you want it as bad as I do! Let's share our first time together!" Again Amanda had to stifle a laugh. (First time! Ha! I guess he doesn't count throwing me over the couch!) she thought. "But he WILL!" she said quietly to herself. "Oh, Baby! You know we can't!" Cris said in a falsely high voice,.