To say I was reticent would be the understatement of all time, but I was, quite frankly, bored with what I was doing and there was no question in my m...nd that this would prove to be a challenge to my skills. The first step would be to locate a possible source. This was, after all, the good ole U. S. of A. There were laws, constitutional rights, a lot of Puritan sentiments and other obstacles that had to be skirted. I headed off to Manhattan. Figuring as the saying goes, "If you can't find. "Anna underwent all this quite passively, still dazzled, lying with her cheek buried in his ticklish chest hair."Give Shaq a moment, sweetie."With his giant reach, he now piloted his other hand between her butt cheeks; first he used his index finger to slowly trace the ring of pussy tissue that sealed off his penetration. Anna tightened around him, and produced some faint murmuring in response."Little Anna likes this, doesn't she? Haha..."Then he started gently squeezing the delicate and. The problem was I was still in love with her but I held my ground. I never stepped foot back in her house. When we got together we always made love at my place.She never complained because it was one of the rules we set. I would pick her up at her house and she would come out and get in the car. Needless to say our daughters were ecstatic that we were back together again.I did tell Marge that I wasn't ever going to discuss my sex life with her. Anyone I was with after we were divorced was my. She's not asleep anymore, otherwise her hand wouldn't be stroking my chest but she has to be close to falling asleep again doesn't she?I lie quietly and close my eyes. Perhaps she'll go to sleep soon. I breathe regularly and deeply On the one hand I'm hoping she'll think that I'm sleeping now and she'll stop. On the other hand I don't want her to stop I want her hand to wander lower to feel her fingers wrapped around the shaft of my cock. "Stop it." I think to myself in my head. Am I talking to.