I was just too blind to see. There was no reason to fight anything. Her love for me, if it ever existed was gone. I guess I was a guy just going down ...his own path, doing my thing, till it bit me in the ass. I moved out with my share of the equity she had set up and moved into an apartment. The kids were now eighteen and twenty, but stayed with their mom till they finished their education. I didn’t pay child support because they were older and she didn’t ask for spousal support since she made as. The borsin’s thrusts had inched Cat more than a foot from her original position on the rock as her feet and legs served their purpose. Throughout her orgasm, the borsin never stopped his thrusting. Every thrust struck the top of her pussy and every thrust seemed to adjust something inside her body to allow more of the cock to enter her. Even after her orgasm subsided, she was only semi-conscious of anything else but the overwhelming feeling of that massive cock filling her, rubbing her pussy. As I inserted another finger in his ass, I stroked his cock using precum as lube. I snuck the third finger in, as I jacked his slippery cock. "Oh my god, I'm going to cum". "Not yet, baby". I stopped stroking his cock and eased my fingers out of his ass. I went back to eating his (now stretched) ass, as I slowly removed my sweatpants without him knowing. "You want more? Do you want to cum"? "Yes", he replied. "Then let's cum together", I said.I sat up and lined my cock up to his asshole. "I'm. “Is it wrong…or bad…to masturbate?” she blurted out, her eyes intently fixed somewhere around my feet.“As with most things, it depends,” I answered with therapist-like seriousness, “It is the best way to explore yourself and your sexuality, what you like, what turns you on, that kind of thing. And to safely relieve some sexual attention.”“When is it bad?” she wanted to know next.Now, even more serious, I turn toward her, patiently waiting for her to look up. “I think it’s only when it, or.