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Richard, now with a strong arm around me where we sat on the sofa, went on to explain how every man has this “pressure” inside of him that he needs to release. It just so happened that he was a man with an exceptional amount of pressure Handjobs that needed to find an outlet – and that outlet was the sex. Now, he loved Mommy and they apparently had absolutely fine sex – but he was worried that she couldn’t keep up with his needs for release. Ultimately, if nothing changed, he feared that their relationship would have to come to an early end, and by extension that we would have to move out of his house. However, he hoped that that wouldn’t be the threesome case. I nodded emphatically as if willing it so would make everything good and alright. That’s where I came into the picture, he said. He explained that if I were able to help him relieve his stress, that had been built up from many years of working long hours, and thereby take some of the responsibility away from Mommy, we could all still be a family and live happily together. That last bit resonated greatly with me; we would get to keep living indian in his big house, and I would get to keep all my new, nice things. It would be our secret then, he said. The biggest of secrets, and if I were ever to say anything about what we had talked about right then and there or anything of the secret stuff that we might do, he’d feel very betrayed and would deny it. Also, since I (in that case) would have betrayed his trust in the most egregious way, we couldn’t be a family any more… He asked if we should give it a whirl, if I was game to try some of the Mommy-Daddy stuff that could make him feel good? I wasn’t quite certain what it was that he expected of me. I knew what the sex was – I had watched a few pornos online, and touched my hard, little prick meanwhile. But, for example, I had no boobs like Mom. I guess her tits wasn’t all that big, but at least she had a pair. My chest was completely flat. As if understanding my confusion, he asked “You know what, erm, adults do when they get naked together, right?”. “Mmh,” I said. I wasn’t an idiot. “It’s when... when people do IT. A guy puts… his thing inside a girl, and she gets pregnant”. “That’s the gist of it, yeah,” he replied while nodding. “Hey, if I go ahead and show you xhamster something right now, something reeeally secret, you’re not gonna tell Mommy, right?” he asked. “No,” I promised and shook my head. At that point, he undid his pants, scooched down his underwear and pulled out his thing. It was large, and it was expanding in size right before my eyes. It looked almost angry, which conflicted with how pleased he seemed when he looked at me and saw how my gaze ping-ponged from his blowjob smiling face to his hard manhood. “Well, here’s mah thang – with which I sex up your mommy whenever she’s up for it”, he explained while grabbing around the shaft of it with one hand and moving it around. “The lovemaking is.. “Joe, wait..,” she said pulling from him. Slowly she stood up, looking a bit unsteady on xhamster her legs but with a huge smile on her face. Once the bikes and us were in the car we started to drive off. If human women are too frail to keep out of slave chains it’s their outlook. Karen lying there blowjob on indian her back, balanced on threesome the back of the sofa, her top and bra pulled up to expose her perky breasts with he nipples still hard, her skirt pulled up over her stomach, her legs spread with Scott standing between them, his narrow hips fitting perfectly, a light sheen of sweat covering his body glistening in the light, showing the remains of the cum streaks from his first orgasm. “She's in there, naked, just eager to be 'massaged.'” And I wonder what we’re doing. Where was she? She sat on the edge, I leaned down, kissed her and had her move to the middle of the bed. The gap Handjobs between orgasms reduced quickly and I was getting tired. Only not mentioning the intimacies also expected.