I was trying to keep my composure but she read me like a book a green book at that, but you can understand I was only 18 years old, sex for me was 15 ...inutes, this was something different, I heard the words in a sweet voice come to me, taking your two index fingers, place them on my nipples go in a circle round and round softly she had beautiful nipples about a half-inch long, after about a few minutes she asked me to kiss them softly she said, now lick them in a circle, around and around. Our bedroom fantasies were becoming bolder and more disgusting while real life lagged behind mostly because both or us were more than a little scared. I could see where this was all leading and that one day some other man would fuck my faithful wife. Did I want that, did I want to watch my wife being speared by some nameless guy or two or even more. In our bedroom the answer was yes and the same was for her too, but in real life things are never that simple. Once done it could never be undone,. I squealed in impotent indignation, kicking and squirming, struggling to get up, to get away. But it was no use. He was too strong.Finally, I gave up and resorted again to pleading. "Don't do this to me. What do you see--a two-year-old?" What I see is a stunning enchantress with a bombshell body who enjoys driving the guy who wants her insane with desire." His hand gently caressed my hair, then 'Smack!' He spanked me again. "And I see a naughty, impudent imp who richly deserves punishment."My. He held onto her leg and snuck peeks at me when he thought I wasn't looking. I opened a Twix bar for him and he tried to stick the whole thing in his mouth.For some reason, Juanita, his mother, and I hit it off. She was a poor immigrant from Guatemala, I was an older white guy, born in the USA. She was under 30 and I was almost 60. She was a single mother and I was a divorcee whose step kids didn't want to have anything to do with him.The one thing we had in common was that we were both.