It didn't take much for me to feel the goosebumps coming back on her body as well. I stayed at the bottom of her tight torso and a couple of minutes l...ater, I feel her hand go to where my hand was and at first, I thought she was going to move it away but I felt her reach for her underwear and she moved it to the side which gave my probing fingers access to her warm pussy. I played with her clit for a while making her extra wet as if the gentle scratching earlier didn't already do it. I finally. I'm close. VERY close to ejaculating; and so I let go of my small (but firm) cock shaft for a few seconds, and let the previous urgency settle down a little (it would so very easy to loose control at this point and blow my load---but I am determined to hold off for at least a little while longer).By now, my pre-cum has made most of my fingers wet and slippery, and I make only the slightest of movements over that special spot (that cleft) on the underside of my cock head; and even though very. .. eating cream pie." And...?" I'm afraid I'm getting addicted to the whole lifestyle. That I won'tever be able to go back to thinking about sex any other way. That I'llcome to crave what I'm getting, more and more."She laughed quietly. "Therese, you're already there. I can read youlike a book. Or like one of those kinky stories online. If you tellyourself there's a chance of going vanilla again, you're lying toyourself. And as far as getting hooked on all our naughty games, well. On our first three days there, the weather was glorious and we spent our days on the beach and our evenings in the hotel bar. The fourth day was overcast, so we took the bus to Costa Tequise to look round the very expensive shops. It was in one of those shops that my wife saw the bracelet, the one that she just had to have. I put my foot down and said no, as it would have taken all our spare holiday cash, but she wasn't convinced. That night we were drinking in the hotel bar when she.