I wondered if I was really prepared to take more risks with my marriage.I wanted to recapture the happiness that Maggie had when she was more sexually... active. I just didn’t know how to achieve this. I didn’t know where it would lead but I was more determined to meet up with Michael and see whether there was anything he could do to help me. I didn’t want to lose Maggie. I just wanted her to be as happy as she had been with Michael, but with me. Could this be possible?I decided to book a. Basil?s lastjerk to orgasm had been into the empty birdbath in the back yard, 103 days ago,while Lucinda?s friends, Taffy, Peg and Charlene had chanted ?Go, boy Go!? andthen of course he had to lick the semen out of that disgusting dirt encrustedbirdbath! ?Forhygienic reasons, honey?? Lindy had giggled, as Basil made faces trying to keep fromtaking soil and filth and discarded cigarette butts from the landscaper alongwith his spooge. And within twenty minutes of havingcum, of course, Basil had. Is that such a bad thing? She asked with tears in her eyes. Now it was my turn to feel bad and I had to come up with a quick reassurance otherwise things would get a bit more emotional. ‘No its not, it’s just I’ve needs and it’s been a while since I’ve been with a woman,’ I replied with a bit of embarrassment. She sat up with a bit of difficulty and rested on the headboard, looked me in the eye pulled me to her and gave me a very soft and passionate kiss. ‘Let me help you and in turn you can. I put the heel of my right hand against my clit over my tight jean shorts and began grinding down on it,Kristy continued on, oblivious to my frustration in the closet, running her hands down her soft belly, caressing her lovely skin, tracing circles around her bellybutton with her fingertips. I kept my face pressed to the wooden slats of the door, watching intently as Kristy rubbed and squeezed her inner thighs. She moaned again, this time louder. My sister was so wet that her pussy was pouring.