Tell me truthfully, tell me honestly.’ He tilted my chin back with his hand, replacing it on my breast when I was looking at him. ‘Is this all for... me?’ he asked softly, sliding his hand underneath my skirt and touching my wetness. I was horrified, he knew that I was wet, wet for him. This was something I never wanted anyone to know, it was a shameful secret I never wanted anyone to know, least of all him. I closed my eyes in mortification, wishing he would release me. ‘Tell me, baby. Did I. .” he breathes, confirming her thought. “Shit, Jessica...” A half laugh escapes her lips, but it is cut off by a moan of pleasure. She squeezes his hardness tighter, working her hand up and down the lubricated shaft. She can feel his precum mixing with her saliva. “Oh shit ... Jessica, I’m going to cum.”“I certainly hope so.” Jessica kisses him feverishly as she continues to work his cock until the warm, white fluid spills across his belly. She releases him, but before he can relax, she is. . I loved every minute of it, especially two dicks in my pussy at the same time, sitting on John below, "P" squeezing his up too, laid over my back.We did it several times after that, on the same theme, which I was now "hooked" on. One time he brought two rugby mates home; all three of them fucked me for hours.After that we met up with an older married couple he pretended was his old employer and his wife treating him to a meal and night out to discuss a business venture).I ended up getting. ”“You’re wrong,” she said.“Wrong? What was I wrong about?”“The late nights. I really was working. I won’t lie to you, not anymore.”I raised my eyebrows.“We’d usually stop for a drink or two, just to unwind, we never did anything that wouldn’t pass the boyfriend test...”I was about to say something, but she continued on.“We didn’t. Oh, I won’t say that I wasn’t attracted to him, and I’m sure that he would have been interested if I had given him any encouragement, but I didn’t,.