”“I-in public?” Jules stammered, his brain battling for control as his growing erection tried to muscle it out of the equation.“We Araxie are ...masters of stealth,” she replied with a smirk, “nobody will see us. Just stay quiet ... and let me do all the work.”He opened his mouth to protest again, but she filled it with her tongue, all of his doubts evaporating as she subjected him to a slow and lurid kiss. Her taste, her scent, the feeling of her roving organ coiling around his own kindled a fire. She started bobbing up and down on my solid cock, changing from fast to slow and sensual. I think she could tell I was really enjoying when she was going slow with a powerful suck as she kept that up for a short time. My cock really started twitching as I struggled not to cum. Holly stopped and said to me “I know what you want” and really started sucking me at decent pace, I was moaning away in ecstasy when she pulled me out of her mouth and rammed me between her tits, slowly wanking me with. "Do you think she can pull this off?" George asked Chelsea. "Knowing her? Yeah. She has your powers of persuasion. I mean, look at how easy it was for you to get me into bed." She was right. She was a young Mormon girl when George had met her. She wasn't innocent by any means. By the time they met she had already lost her virginity and fucked a couple of different guys. But with him it was different. She loved how dominant he was. She loved when he told her what to do. She would take pictures. We often talked of getting her a strap-on to use on me, and she loved to tease me with scenarios where she would even let her friend Robin have a go. During these type sessions I often vowed to serve her every desire, and they usually ended with me being spent beyond words.All this ended as our k**s began to grow. We loved our family life, and became absorbed in it. The difficulties of indulging wild sexual interests with growing and curious k**s in the house caused the activity to essentially.