I needed that permission. I craved that permission.Although I am an experienced lover, I have not abandoned myself to the depth and the darkness that ...I know exists in woman. I feel it like a smouldering dormant volcano inside of me. It writhes and coils when I am involved in a seduction, then at the moment of consummation, I feel the fear that results in restraint that most women experience sometimes, or all of the time. Then I give myself to my lover in a submissive willingness that is a lie. , I told her with great reluctance. Daddy, I would never tell, you know that. Please dont stop? Weak willed that I was, our relationship continued. I began to slip my finger inside her and work it in and out. She loved it. All those years I had rubbed her had sensitized her whole body. Then came the night I slipped my tongue inside her. She became ecstatic from the very first lick. Now I am not blaming Gladys for this but after our first year of marriage she cooled down and permitted me to have. She took Kari's right hand and pinned it behind her head whilst moving over to Kari's right breast. As she sucked hard on that juicy pink nipple she pinned back the left hand on top of the right.Kari smiled down at Sara as Sara planted soft sweet kisses along her stomach and down to her sweet mound. Sara lightly flicked her tongue over Kari's clit and around her swollen dripping wet lips. A small whimper escaped Kari's lips. Sara pressed her lips to Kari's clit and her tongue circled and. "I'm happy for you, Darla. I know it's what you wanted. I'm happy for you." He was sincere, even though his stomach was churning and he was suffering the emptiest feeling he had ever felt."Thank you, Bill. I won't forget what we had. I will never tell Gordy, but you were what kept me alive these last few weeks. I was dying without him and you saved me. I won't forget that." I won't forget you either, Darla. I couldn't if I wanted to. You taught me everything about being a man." He meant what he.