" And do you?"I kissed her cheek and squeezed her hand tenderly, "I did, but not anymore when I come here from now on, I want it to be with you."A squ...rrel hopped from a nearby tree, and she jumped, then giggled as it ran nimbly back up the tree, just as scared as she'd been."Come on I'll show you something else too."This time I made her go in front of me up the slope of the hill so I could admire the way the thin gossamer pants caressed the delicate flesh between her legs. Once she stumbled. Jane could see his predicament. “You need some help…” she said. She never waited for her words to sink in as she thrust her latex cock down his throat as he was coming forward to suck on it. Matt gasped, coughed, gagged a little and spluttered all over her cock. “You little fucker…take this cock now!” she grinned lasciviously as she told him what she was about to do. “I‘m going to fuck your mouth with it…so get your cock hard!” As she said the words, Jane placed her hands behind his head and. " But---"Sex" is what this same woman will do, with the guy who comes to paint the house while hubby is at work.She will fuck him in ways that she would never do for her husband,because she doesnt want him to think she's a slut,or KNOW she's a slut,but she doesnt care what the guy who paints the house thinks or feels,so she'll fuck him a way that will make Jenna Jameson take notes.American women mainly,only have sex to get something from,or DO something to,someone else.American women use sex as. I felt like I had jumped forward in time a bit. I was still on the couchbut I was now on the other-side. Jack was nowhere to be seen. "HeyJack!" I shouted."Over here dude. What's good?" he said."Jack... I think your hypnotism worked," I said.I heard Jack chuckle from the kitchen. "Of course it did, I'm themaster."Just then I started wondering why I was so horny. I felt something on myfinger and pulled off a pube. "Huh," I said. I wondered what hashappened. "Hey Jack, what happened?" Dude it was.