She seemed to like my chest just fine, rubbing her hand over it and exploring my body. Although I have a bit of a belly, it is nothing that I should b... ashamed of and it certainly didn’t seem to bother Ilse.Mimicking her actions, my own hand sneaked down her chest. When I cupped one of her breasts and gave it a gentle squeeze, it made Ilse moan in my mouth. Wanting to feel the real deal, I unbuttoned several buttons of her blouse, until half of them were undone. Luckily, she had the foresight. None of the daughters has reported to me any feeling of coercion. Rather, they express a desire to continue their sexual relationship with their mother's husband. This is said with the understanding that everything they say is private and I will not tell anyone. What I have heard more than once is that their mother limits their access to the husband. This is typically related to issues of bedtime for school nights, and is understandable from the mother's point of view, but is a source of. They were a perfect pair.The night went just like that. We each took turns fucking her as hard as we could. I was younger then.. ONce we'd both climaxed we'd sleep for an hour and go at it again. Waking up several times during the night. It was punishing, exhausting, and incredibly arousing.Back at work absolutely nothing changed. It was if this happened all the time for her and it was no big deal. Of course the invite came again that week, and every afterward till she left.I had a real "thing". The electric, tingling sensation she expected to shoot from her clit into her belly was much more intense than usual. It thrilled her to feel such a sudden and intense sexual response. Suddenly, and without warning, the stranger’s offer filled her thoughts. Alicia became very angry, expecting the unwelcome and random thought would spoil her state of arousal. To her surprise, it didn’t. Also to her surprise, it increased her arousal to a level which she had never before experienced. “Fuuuck!”.