He placed his hands on my breasts and began to very gently trace his fingertips around my nipples. Oh, I know I was making the sheets wet underneath m...e. His touch was feather light. Just teasing my nipples which were hard and swollen.Oh, this guy knows his way around a woman's body.After he got my nipples all tingly from his gentle touch, he very softly pinched each one. I was really trying not to orgasm, I just couldn't give in yet. I wanted that for when Jim and I were alone again.Now, Bryant. Please." Steve and Krystle's horniness was rubbing off on me, and the thought of her watching me as I took her husband's cock in my hungry cunny made me ache inside. He gently pushed me back on the bed and mounted me, reaching down to guide his hardness into my passage. I wrapped my arms and legs around his body and held him as he began to thrust with short, shallow strokes. Krystle returned to the bed and turned on the vibrator, a long pink phallus with a fat head and prominent veins molded. She constantly refers to me as her bio-electric heating blanket. It was when I smelled you, prior to your getting sick, I loved how you smelled and I was seeing if your old smell was back. It wasnt, but there was something, that nasty smell of yours but only it wasnt so nasty. Well, it was nasty but in an intriguing sort of way. So I started sniffing around you and after I got you on your back I knew right away where the smell was coming from. You still smell nasty down there, going all those. Mom never got over that. The year after I was born, dad got a job building trucks to help rebuild our country and things got better for us. I remember dad rebuilding this house by himself except when mom would hold the ladder or hand him some nails. He loved Mom so much and wanted to make it right for her. They never had more children." At that point a woman came to the door and looked at me as if she saw a ghost. "Hallo, goten tag, she said. Bob introduced us. The woman was his wife. She.