I was so proud."How's my sweety now?" He asked."Oh daddy, I feel wonderful!" Was all I could say as I began to move my hips as much as I could, to exp...ore the wonderful feelings.He began to rock his hips slowly moving his penis in and out a couple inches at a time, building up to full loving strokes. Soon he was pulling nearly all of the way out, and then plunging all the way in as I began to tighten my pussy muscles as he pulled out each time trying to match his rhythm."Oh, honey, I like that.. Oh god what was that I thought you were dead with pleasure. I started inserting my fingers in your wet nectar pot. You were moaning loudly asking half heartedly me to stop. But perhaps you also knew that It was not possible for me to stop…. You pushed me with full force & got released..for a minute I thought you will get angry& run away to bathroom but to my utter surprise; you came closer to me & kneel down to remove my belt then u unbuttoned my jeans & pulled it down. The Jeans fell on my. ”“I’ll probably blackout in my car like I’ve done the last couple of nights,” he said and I asked him what he’d been writing last night. It was billing for his client — certainly not a journal like mine.He was surprised I kept a journal. “You mean like a diary?”“Yes, sort of. But I like it when other people read my entries because I can’t tell my friends or family about these things.”“You mean about what your job? Your marriage?”“No, my lifestyle.”“Hmm, okay… what lifestyle?”“I’m a slut,” I. A faint “ding-dong” sounded. I waited for a minute and decided to ring it again.After another minute or so I pushed the door open and walked into the giant living room. All white marble tites and nice and cool. I was suddenly aware of my sweaty condition and was about to turn around and get a shower at home when Holly walked in.She changed her pink top into a net top with her tan nipples sticking through. She quickly put her hands over them but I had seen enough to make my jeans feel pretty.