I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly ...n front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep. Instead, I decided to go and speak to Dave. I told Dave of my decision I also said I don’t think there is any point me falling out with Steve as we were really good friends too. I even told Dave to not tell anyone I knew about Steve and Emma nor the threesome. Dave agreed and was super relieved I was being so reasonable. I now knew that I wanted Emma and Steve to continue fucking. I found it hot & humiliating at the same time. I also wanted my friendship with Steve to become stronger. Even. I would orgasm easily but very intensely to the point that I’d go dizzy and my thighs and legs would tingle or even go numb as I went over the top. Sometimes it was just my fingers, but I also used improvised sex aids such as a hairbrush handle or even a banana. The sessions were daily as a rule – maybe even twice or thrice daily. I was becoming a highly sexed sixteen-year-old: I longed to experience sexual contact but the fear of the past stopped me.So, here I was emerging from the sea on the. I stayed down there and brought her off again almost immediately, as I went for a third time she pushed me away… “No, not for a minute. Let me come down a bit.” She lay there exhausted with her legs apart and her snatch glistening. I lay down beside her and kissed her. “You’re amazing” I told her. “So are you” she replied, “Where did you learn to lick a pussy like that?” “An ex-girlfriend” I told her. “She said I was rubbish at it so taught me what to do.”“Well she’s an excellent teacher, I’ve.