I would masturbate thinking of some woman I knew and found sexy. I often wondered if the women that I masturbated to would be doing the same about me?...Can the women sense I was fantazising about them. Using them for my personal pleasure? Do women think the same as men? I felt I was obsessed with sex.One night after working until midnight I was driving home from work and I felt the truck steer funny. I thought, oh no, a flat tire. I stopped and yes it was flat. Damn, I haven’t had a flat in this. “Oh, God!” Ivy cried, as her body reacted to the intense orgasm. At that moment, Dani approached me. “Let me ride you!” Dani cried. “I want to ride that big cock! Please?” “With pleasure,” I replied. Dani smiled. Then she jumped onto my lap. She giggled as she spread her legs, lifted her miniskirt up, and inserted my cock right into her wet pussy. Dani bounced up and down as she rode my cock. She moaned as she felt my cock pound the inside of her pussy. I groaned as Dani rode me hard and. I knew what I should do next. I parted her thighs and got between them. I started licking and biting into that familiar thick bush, pulling it with my teeth. It has grown much thicker than the last time I saw it. I started licking her pussy and all around it. I felt mom moved her bottom slightly sideways, left and right, which meant that she was no longer drunk and is fully alert and is enjoying the sensation from my tongue on her pussy. I pulled the pussy lips apart and started licking. She's got two k**s under five to cope with as well as two newborns; she needs help." Makes sense to me, Sweetheart, but I can't stay, I've got to go back to work next week." You can go home, honey. It'll be all right."I swallowed hard, worried. "All right? We haven't spent more than three days apart since we got married. Yeah, I know I'm gone on hunting trips with the boys for a couple of nights from time to time, but no more than that. Babe, I need your loving."She stroked my chest and smiled..