I got a feeling you’re going to have to help me scratch it again tonight. That is if you’re in the mood for some scratching and it sounds like you...are.” I slowly reached for the front of her blouse as she held her breath. Gently the buttons were unbuttoned and there were two breasts staring at me with hard nipples and the darker aureole behind them all puckered and puffed up. I stood up as she loosened my belt and pants. As she dropped my pants I took her shirt off and stood her up. I slid. Have you ever rubbed yourself between the legs? Donna shyly answered, Yes, I do it almost every night. It feels good. It was plain that Donnas mother was in control of what was happening. Her father was just lying there with a firm erection, fully exposed, but not saying a word. Ned usually isnt hard when we first start like he is now. I guess that he is excited about you being here. He likes me to start by sucking on his balls and stroking his cock till he starts to harden. Then I lick up and. Yet. So let's do this quickly, Alice. Drop it off at his dad's house and make yourself scarce. At least I don't look a mess anymore. Tits are on full display in my clingy wrap-around dress, my boss bitch stilettos are on my feet. Makeup and hair done up nicely. I look put together even if I'm slowly dying inside. I feel like a fucking walking cliche. A week ago I found out my husband was cheating on me with one of his clients, right before Christmas. Merry fucking Christmas to me!Now I'm. He took another sip of beer and continued, “I was still half-hard by the time he let me pull out, and I sat down next to him and he leaned back and let me play with him. I was really nervous at first, but it was like mine only smaller, you know? Soft on the outside, but hard on the inside, with massive swollen balls and a cute head poking out from his foreskin. Finally, it popped out and stood up for me as I played with it. By then I was ready for real. Earlier I’d said to myself, ‘It’s like.