Still – married. In love. Devoted. Topsy-turvy in a way, because I’ve GOT my degree and I’m dragging, pushing, coercing, bribing and otherwise i...centivizing my husband towards his own.Oh, whatever can I do to reward good behavior?Just as the original sisters – Cindy, Tina, Susan, Kim (MY Kim!) and their contemporaries formed an unshakable bond around ages and interests and circumstance, so have we – me, Rachel, and Terri.It’s made kind of easy because we’re all tightly interwoven among strands. " That's okay," she replied, kissing me again. "If you feel the urge to cum, just pull out." With that in mind, I slid my cock into her. It was unlike any pussy I had felt. So wet, so hot, so wrong. I watched as her tits bounced up and down with every thrust. I saw the look on her face and felt her hand squeeze my shoulder as she orgasmed. She knew it was just as wrong as I did, and she loved it just as much.With every thrust, I resisted the urge to cum. I was afraid of cumming in her. “I was just thinking about you but then if I’m honest, I’m always thinking about you.” “Oh Simon, you always say the sweetest things to me.” “So Candy.” He said, “Do you want to book an appointment or make me an offer I can’t refuse?” I replied, “A bit of both really, what are your plans for this afternoon?” “Well I’m in the supermarket doing some grocery shopping at the moment and I was going to do some paperwork later but it’s not urgent. What did you have in mind?” I told him that Ebony had. " Aunt Tracy held the robe open."Now put your hands in the sleeves."Mark quickly pushed his arms into the billowing sleeves and allowed hisaunt to pull it closed across his chest. "Ok, I get the reasoning.But you don't have something less girly?" Perhaps, but like I said before, I don't want you to succeed." Tracysmiled. "Ok, stand up."Mark stood and the towel fell to the floor. It did not matter sincehis aunt was already tying the robe's inner ties. She then pulled thematching belt snug.