“Fair enough,” I said, and began to recollect my first time with my neighbor, Zack..“It was the summer I turned eighteen. Zack was my best frie...d and next-door neighbor. We had known each other for about ten years, and done the usual things – shoot hoops, play catch, ride motorbikes, gone fishing, etc. When we were younger, we’d slept over at each other’s houses, camped out in the backyard, and such. But even though we’d both graduated from high school, neither of us had much luck dating. And even my own body is now betraying me!”Then she tried to convince herself once again: “It is only natural; anybody would give in.”The tongue meanwhile continued to lick her juices away outside her vagina. Then it worked its way back in, softly touching her battered inside, as if to heal it with its touch.Donna rolled her hips more in response, again loving every moment of it, while she fought off feelings of remorse, shame, and degradation.She found that once she surrendered it became easy. I told her that I was going to be doing much more than touching from here on. I reach down and remove her panties and felt my way up to her pussy. She opened her legs wider and wider as I approached the very hole that helped create and bring my wife into this world. Her bush was thick and wet I could smell her excitement as I kiss my way down to her breast, taking her nipple into my mouth making her moan deeply. I continue to kiss my way down to her waiting pussy. I part her swollen lips and. I did all the washing and ironing and had to do her lingerie by hand. She also had me running errands, saying things like, "be a good boy and pick up my dry cleaning," or, "call my hairdresser and make an appointment Saturday morning for me." She had always been a bit domineering with me but since I lost my job she became worse.One Friday night it was about 8:30 before she got in. "I have been on my feet all day at a trade show so please make me a martini then massage my feet while I relax and.