"Don't, you sex fiend!" That's what I am - a sex fiend," Andy replied, nuzzling his nose and mouth into the crease of Lola's neck where he could smell... and taste her perfumed perspiration.Lola struggled against her husband's enfolding arms, but it was futile against his superior strength. "There's something in the oven!" she said weakly, not really believing that this would deter the passionate man who was cupping her tingling breasts, kneading the mounds of the resilient flesh beneath her pink. If Phillip was indeed half the man she knew he was, he'd understand He'd forgive her and go on loving her just as though nothing had ever happened.And for her part, Jessica knew now never to let herself be suckered into anything again, no matter what the odds. There could never be another Marty Felder in her life, for Jessica Richards the kid grew up that night. And no man would ever pull the wool over her eyes again. Not that she had to worry with Phillip--he wasn't the sort. Wild perhaps,. Then I ran one finger over her side boobs, no response yet. So I moved my fingers one by one and at last four fingers were on her right boob and thumb finger holding her side. Gently pressed and it was like a velvet sponge ball. I felt some wetness inside my pant and was so horny. I didn’t want to waste any time, so I removed my thumb and cupped her right boob softly without pressing.Suddenly the next toll gate came. I removed my palm from her boob and kept it on her hand rest by touching her. .. the problem is he comes back home. I keep hoping the man will move in with her and leave me alone! I'm actually glad he has found someone else. I just wish I could find someone for me."We got to the door of her bedroom but before I opened the door, I turned her so her back was against it. "Well Deborah, for the next couple of nights at least, you have. I am here now and I will make you forget all about what's his name and his secretary. You are my girl now and I am going to take real good.