Her interest in intimate encounters diminished immensely after she had our first child. It has continued to decline in the past two decades. We have s...ex, but it is the same routine over and over again. When I found myself losing my erection in the middle of the joyous act or, on rare occasions, failing to get erect at all, I diagnosed myself as simply bored with the repetition. My doctor agreed and prescribed the magic blue pills for me with unusual candor. He explained that many of his. ”Dee groaned. I rubbed the head of my thickening cock against her wet pussy. We had no time to waste, we had only minutes to fuck and to cum. We had done it many times before and sometimes under very risky circumstances.I pressed into her and Dee pushed out her ass, arched her back and I could see the pre-orgasmic look on her face in the reflection of the window. “Oh Jo,” she moaned. “You are such a bad big brother.”“Shut up and start fucking me, Dee,” I told her harshly. “I am only going to. This makes me nervous, having never been restrained before, but also immediately emphasizes to me my need to behave. Without talking you guide me from behind towards your desk and then with a gentle push force my to bend over your desk, exposing my ass and pussy. I know my spanking will soon begin and feel a bit nervous but much more excited.With one hand, you start to rub my ass, almost as though warming it up. With the other hand you position my hands, tied together, into the small of my. ...You can't do this. My husband only gets to do that. Stop Mr. Kelly." said Tiffany. She moved her left hand to my face. She was making no effort to push me off her breast. I open my mouth. "Kaycee grab the right. You have to get a taste. You tell me who bigger." I said. I then went back to sucking her left breast. "No! Kaycee! Stop! What are you doing? My legs are feeling weak. Help.....I'm being milked. Help! me! Dear God..."yelled Tiffany. I looked over at Kaycee. She had Tiffany huge right.