Before I could even get a chance to say anything, she pushed me into the locker room lounge chair and started humping my cock vertically as it sat, ha...d as a rock underneath a layer of my silky Nike training shorts. The dress she had on left little to my imagination and the shorts I had on were very thin, so the thrusting and humping felt better than you can think. As I was laying there, trying to bring myself to reality that this was actually happening I opened my eyes as she slid off of my. Nothing left to bolster my spirits but sheer will alone. I have the undesirable ability to shut down emotions. I try not to flip that switch, because it can’t be turned back on. I will take so much punishment before I do it, because if there’s any chance, any tiny .000001% of a chance that it will get better, I want to hang on. I’m tenacious. I don’t know how to give up. I refuse to believe I can’t fix things no matter how bad they get. But I’m learning that I can’t fix people. I can’t make. Her jean shorts were pulled tight into her vagina, creating a sizeable cameltoe. Was that a hint of wetness he saw in her crotch?“The heat is unbearable! I was just trying to catch my breath.”“Let me help you to the RV. We have the A/C on in there.”John felt better in the air-conditioned coolness of the RV. It did not hurt that he had Jamie’s undivided attention. He grimaced as he thought of the sexual relationship between his wife and son. A part of him recoiled at the perversity of it. He. The next thing I know she is slowly unzipping my pants and puts her hand inside and grabs my cock, it was already wet and this made it even wetter. I could feel her play with the tip and the precum, she took her hand out of my pants and stuck her finger in her mouth and smiled. Holy shit she had just licked my cum off her finger and went back for more. By this time I had a raging hardon and here she is playing with my foreskin, she knew what she was doing to me as I kept cumming and she kept.