Sarah did as she was told, putting her head down on the table and turning to watch me. Meanwhile, I was frantically undoing my belt and trousers.“Wh...t are you doing, sir?” Sarah asked, with wide-eyed ignorance which I thought was entirely feigned.“You’ve turned me on so much with all your teasing, that I’m going to teach you a lesson, by fucking you.”“Oh god.” Her voice still had a slight note of concern, but she just spread her legs a little wider.I pulled my pants and boxers down to my knees. He moved between her legs and ran his tongue over her clit causing her to cry out. Brad sucked her clit between his lips and gently battled it with his tongue. Amy was raising her hips off of the bed to meet his tongue and a small orgasm caused her to tense and hold his head to her until it passed. He moved up and sat between her legs. He pulled her up to him and sat her on his lap and kissed her."I want to watch you as I make love to you."He reached between them and guided his cock into her.. I shut off the lights, stripped naked, as I had a muscular body with a thick but average length cock. It was warm, and I went upstairs to my bed. It occurred to me that the people would not break into a house when it was occupied, so I thought of a way that I could possibly invite them in without saying anything. I went to the back door, and naked, I propped the back door and screen open. Without a light, I was hoping that the bugs would not race in, or the mice. As I showed my semi hard cock. We'd read each other the funnies and the Ann Landers advice column. One day I was reading him a letter from a confused wife. She'd been having regular lunches with an ex-boyfriend, but she hadn't bothered to mention that to her husband. Her husband found out about it and got furious, but the wife felt that since it was nothing but lunches—no sex, nothing intimate—her husband had nothing to complain about.That damn busybody Ann Landers said that the wife was wrong: there may not have been.