. . STOP BEING SUCH A FUCKING WIMP’ David seriously wondered whether his ego could take any more of this, or his ears for that matter, as he went ho...e ejaculation-less for the third week. But again he did some serious thinking. The next week started differently. The first thing David did was to throw the stopwatch out the window. Svetlana frowned, but inwardly she smiled, so she said nothing. Then they lay on the bed, fully clothed, watching a rugby game on TV which David said he wanted to. At once he cut her off wrapping his other hand around her mouth. He reached down and slid his hand beneath the thing strip of her thong and snapped the fabric ripping it away."Oh..." Kay cried out. Her pussy was now alive and wet she couldn't wait to get him inside her. Kay reached back behind her and found his throbbing cock naked as well right in her grasp. She stroked him for a few seconds and then pleaded half-heartily, "Sir, I don't think..." "Shut up you little slut!" her husband. After some moments of enjoying her familiar yet still delicious breasts, he moved on to unbutton, unzip and slip her hot pants straight off of her, along with her incredibly stained panties. He attacked her then exposed pussy once more, causing her to writhe and quake, spreading her legs further apart and leaning her head back from the pleasure. Burrowing his face into her snatch, he lashed, tongued and played with her love hole and clit, varying his direction up, down and around to lick every. My stepson quickly discovered that I was not wearing any panties and that my vagina was wet and unprotected. He found the wet opening of my vulva and from there, his fingers move up slightly where he discovered my stiff and erect clitoris. I could not help but moan as he gently rubbed my clit. I parted my legs slightly to allow him better access. His penis pulsed harder into my backside. With Jim away on an extended construction job in Alaska, it had been months - many months - since I had.