This gave me more determination knowing i had control and was making you happier than i. for this was my goal. i needed you to experience your orgasm ...efore me. so i added a new speed and increased the power at which i thrust with my fingers, finally you were in limp against my shoulder and even in the water your legs were shaking vigorously.finally, after about five more minutes of this your entire frame started to quake and jerk every which way until i could feel a thicker liquid on my hand. He went on, "But before that happens, I'm going to give you something to think about. Call it a little refresher course. You never know, you might learn something."He undid the ties of my robe and slipped it from my shoulders, reached and put his arms around me so that his palms rested on the small of my back. I cannot fully explain how being naked in his arms made me feel; I didn't know if I was going to be cherished of abused. But my cock had no doubt. It became a thing on which you hang. Eventually the tables turned where she was gone for days at a time and sneaking away from him to be with me. He would cruise our neighborhood if she was gone too long so we began to screw elsewhere. My wife would pick me up and we would go behind a nearby school or other dimly lit places. On one occasion we went to a beach where after getting naked and reclining the passenger seat I began to slide my cock into her. My balls felt soaked immediately as they drug through the cum puddle under her. Amanda drummed up whatever courage she could. She then left the vehicle. As soon as her parents came close enough, their happy, ebullient faces suddenly sagged and winced. They were in shock for a moment or two.“Good God,” said her mother, “what on earth happened to you?”“Jesus,” said her father. “Amanda, are you alright?”Her mother’s bony hands probed the side of her face and also the blood red eye that seemed to bleed inward from the purplish swelling.“And your hands? Your arms? Oh, my baby,.