I knew what she wanted, what she needed. I got up on my knees, sliding her feet off me, and I settled between her legs. Her hands reached for my hips... as I rubbed my shaft up and down her wet slit. The tip touched her clit with each upward thrust and her fingers dug into my flesh, urging penetration again, only this time with my erection. I obliged her, slipping into her wet channel and plunging hard and deep into her core. Her fingernails dug into my hips and she moaned softly, “Oh,. Richie, for crissakes!I had never thought about Richie in any way but as a pal, but now that I knew his little Dukie secret, he took on a different aura. We had, as mentioned, masturbated together while leering at my French playing cards, and I had seen him spurt his loads many times into a paper napkin, but I had not given it any other thought whatsoever.As I've said, we each didn't have a gay bone in us. But now, the idea of us "doing" each other had an irresistible sexual appeal to me and I. The thought of it gave me a peculiar tingle. My cock felt almost as if it had gone to sleep-all pins and needles. My nipples were painfully erect. I quietly put a hand up under my shirt to rub one and was rewarded by a shiver of pleasure running down to my toes.Janet and Becky had taken the opportunity to start a little undressing of their own. Becky untied her halter top and revealed a magnificent set of breasts. Like Louisa, it seemed like the years had melted away. Her body was that of a 20. Then another month before she jacked me off again, but that time she took off all her clothes. It was very different to have a naked woman jack me off, I could watch her boobs shake with her hand movement. I got to look at her beaver, I came quicker that time. The next time mom and I got together she wanted me to jack her off, she showed me her clit and told me how to rub it just right to get her off. As mom stroked my cock I rubbed her clit. The harder I rubbed the harder she stroked me. We.