I firmly grip your skirt with both hands, and tear it completely off you. Pure a****l lust - I can barely control myself now. If I don't have you soon... I can't be held responsible.You seize the moment and roll off the bed, trying to make a dash for the door. I don't know why you bother. It's not like we haven't been through this dozens of times before. You know I'll catch you eventually.This time, you don't even make it out of the bedroom - I grab your arm as you get up, just above the elbow. I. “Is everything okay, baby? Did I do something wrong?” I said.Shaking her head, Amy said, “No, sweetie. You haven’t done anything wrong. Making love and having sex with you is out of this world. I was just thinking about something we talked about before. Do you remember when we talked about our fantasies?”Smiling, I said, “Yes, I remember.”“So, have you ever thought about having a threesome?” I nodded and chuckled. “Yeah, me too. Would you have a threesome with me?” Amy said.“Baby, as we. "You've heard of hog-tying?" I asked as I tied the ropes tight. "Well this is called frog-tying and it's one of those things I talked about wanting to show you." Emma whined. She tried to close her knees but the ropes were too tight and the strain too much, and her legs trembled and then fell lewdly open again as she panted from the effort. I reached out and caressed her breast, then ran my hand down her body and roughly massaged her pussy. I stuck my finger inside her and began to finger. There is a longing in all of us to have sex. For whatever the reason, it is an urge that is in all of us. It is similar to all other urges that exist within our inherited memory. Sure, procreation is one reason to have sex, but not the only reason. What about wanting to show love and tenderness to another? What about wanting to quell our raging hormones? What about it being much more fun than playing checkers?Questions and more questions and I didn't have the answers. I wonder if I could go.