He had now turned to face me adjusting his position in his seat so he could observe me face on, with his inner leg turned under him, but his squeezing... of his penis and balls through his pants, meant that I was continuing to control events, and for that I felt I needed to take him to the next level.My next adjustment was more calculated as it was more revealing as I dropped my raised leg to the floor, while raising my other leg and twisting my body slightly towards him, to give him a more open. . I slide up and down on his head to get him ready to spread my pussy open.. then as my husband is holding the shaft, i slowly take in more of his dick. I slide back up, then down again back up and down. Mr. Black is begging for more, but Im in control here, and I want to build him up so good that when he cums, he cums so hard that it shoots straight up into me. As I slide up again, I tell my husband that I want to try to take all of him in.. balls deep. So he removes his hand, holds m pussy. However, I want something long and slow.When I mentioned these needs and dreams to you, my best friend Amy, you smiled somewhat enigmatically and were very understanding of my frustrations. That seemed to end the conversation.Let me tell you a bit about Amy. At 53, she is 8 years my junior; she is a slender brunette with brown eyes and all natural 40B breasts. More than a champagne glass but a beautiful sight to see in a one of her tight tees without a bra! We have been best friends for years. I decided not to. I was starting to think it was all in my head. I would finish checking the house but there was no need to start a panic if it was just me being silly.I put Dan’s door back the way I found it and returned to the kitchen. I was still being quiet but I wasn’t being so cautious. I was starting to think it was only my stupid brain playing tricks on me – making me nervous and worried about nothing.Just before I entered the kitchen I stopped myself. I bit my lip and looked around..