" I looked down. The excitement of the escape and watching Carol move around with no pants had gotten me hard again, but the cum filled condom still h...ung off me. I slid it off wiped myself with a paper towel. Carol looked at me still smiling. "Thanks for getting us out of there. I would have frozen and not gone over the side. Here bring that to me." I stepped towards Carol, in her kitchen, she got to her knees. Carol took my hard cock in hand and smiled up at me again, then took me into her. As I start writing out "I must be nude for discipline," I usually think to myself that that's certainly already true. Of course, like anyone with a partner, I am nude in their presence regularly, but it's very different when he marches me into the living room, shuts the blinds, orders me to strip, and watches me while I comply. It's mortifying every time and I can feel my face and chest flush when I see his eyes move up and down my naked body, always pausing just a little on my shaved crotch.. She strokes over the hood of my clit and probes into the moist and itchy cleft underneath. She lets go of my nipples and says: »Poor girl, so wet down there too!« In a swift move she is on her knees and tugs my shorts down, lets them fall to the floor. She adores my young pussy with obvious joy for a little while, but then she hangs one of my legs over her shoulders to create better access. I certainly could use a good clean-up down there, and she does it with her mouth! I close my eyes above. And if you would like her to stay when I arrive, we can work something out. She had hinted at the idea of sharing you,” Jennifer let her voice trail off, hinting at every man’s fantasy. Surely it would entice Niccolo. Closing her eyes, she made a silent wish it would work. The conversation needed to be over soon because the thoughts and suggestions she was verbalizing were making her nauseous.“You are a woman after my heart. I can tell,” Niccolo smiled. He knew Jennifer would not admit it, but.