Our intense sex lead dragged us into an emotional attachment; we met, we talked, we laughed. We argued, shared opinions, angst, advice. We talked abou... everything except those we loved and betrayed, Phil and Marsha.I didn’t need Christy to have an orgasm; it was her smile when she looked at me, when she laughed at a joke, when I licked her sweet tight cunt; that was what I was hooked on.When Phil graduated and really moved in with her, I told her it was over. Even I had a limit, I could. Wednesday, June 19th, 2013"Oh, Veronica!" Marshal, my husband, gasped as he pumped away at my pussy. "I'm gonna cum!" Yes, yes, I'm coming too!" I lied, squeezing my pussy down on his cock, and shrieking loudly. I could feel my husband's cum spilling inside me, warm, thick, disappointing."That was great, sugar," he moaned, kissing me on the lips."It was," I lied some more; I was becoming good at it. "The best, Sir." My pet name for Marshal. His name sounded like a military rank, so when we were. I was getting very turned on. So, obviously, was Jason. Yet, the main show had just started.Once she had put on her stockings and pumps, Sheila handed one of the hulks a tray, then pulled out a corset. She wrapped a corset around and did up the busks. The hulk set the tray down and pulled the corset strings tight. I have some experience with fetish corsets. This corset was tightened well beyond that level. I would guess two full inches, maybe three. Once he was was finished, Sheila spent a. “I wish you had stockings too baby, we’ll get you some … some heels too, you have great legs too. God, what a fucking sweet piece of pussy!” Karen dipped her tongue deeply into her daughter’s muff and began eating her ardently and had her cumming in very short order. Crystal’s hands had been digging into her scalp and she was still shaking when Karen finished.“Oh fuck Mommy, my first orgasm,” Crystal sighed. “Well, first one with a partner, anyway,” She giggled. “I want to try you; I want.