Bruce was losing control, big time. XXX We shecked into our room, and as soon as the door shut, Bruce pinned me against the door. “Doing all those scales during piano lessons wasn’t a complete waste “. I need…to cum. We had our hands on each others inner thigh and I started rubbing the front of his pants. Panting and moaning, we coiled together kissing, sucking, and probing. My breasts were engorged since I had not nursed our baby lately. His anxious tongue was doing its wonderful work and my plse was racing. He was breathing helplessly in my ear and gasped, “This…is…a…birthday…I…will…never…forget. He understood my lack of interest in sex, but he still wanted it and sometimes needed to release himself. Bruce was losing control, big time. I was as limp as a rag doll and my breathing came in ragged panting gasps.
