This continued for about 5 minutes then I asked Bob to let me suck his cock for a few minutes because I wanted it inside me. He crawled up to feed me ...his cock as I rolled his balls between my fingers. He asked me to please stop as he was ready. He asked where the condoms were to which I smiled and responded, put up. He looked confused as I laughed because I felt confusion earlier that morning. I said " Bob I'd love for you to raw fuck me, if you're willing ". His response told me he was willing. All of this because she dared to do things a little on the edge, and give me blow by blow accounts. She made me think, THAT COULD BE ME.As low and as stripped of life as I was, she made me smile, she made me wonder, she made me feel sexual again (I didn't think that would ever be possible). Thank You G, I love you.The other was an older man from across the pond, who had related a similar story to mine that was experienced by his sister. He wanted so to comfort me, but was so afraid of sounding. Tom sat at her side. "I thought perhaps you'd have your ass up higher than that," said Tom.Jessica strained to get her behind up as high as she could."And that your legs would be further apart."Jessica struggled to open her legs more as her skirt was too tight around her thighs."God girl, are you stupid? Hitch your skirt up. If you want to show me you've got to hitch that skirt up."Steadying herself with one hand Jessica tugged the skirt up her white thighs, first one side than the other. She. When we got into the kitchen, Sammy was leaning on the kitchen counter sipping a cup of coffee. "Mother, suck Sammy's cock for him, while we talk." Sammy nearly choked. Coffee dribbled down his shin. I looked at Laura and she moved, abashed at being noticed. She picked up a dish cloth and wiped Sammy's chin and took the cup from him. Then she moved away. She still wore her gray London Fog but it did not hide her glittering black high heels. Mom got to her knees, pulled Sammy's sweat pants down.