Patti, though quite pleased with the feel of those two, strong but soft hands kneading and lathering the milky curves of her ass with warm, slick oil, felt the need to stop everything.  On one hand she was quite pleased.  Terry had shown such resilience in accepting all this, in embracing the change his wife had sprung on him.  What's more, he'd shown a bit of a domineering streak which genuinely took her by surprise.  With all that said, however, this was an act that required a careful hand.  Just as he'd begun to angle his newly slickened cockhead in between those two warm, silken swells of flesh, Patti twisted her head and upper body, a gentle left hand latching onto his hand only to give it a little squeeze.  She locked eyes with him.<em>"You've gotta be gentle, okay?  I might even need you to stop for a few 'til I get used to you."</em>He was, after all, just a tad thicker than Geoffrey.<br/><br/>Kat, meanwhile, was having trouble calming down.  Slouched into the corner of that loveseat, her splayed legs finally relaxing enough that her feet could slump to the floor, she held a lively and serene smile upon her lover as he collapsed.  For a moment her fingernails were gliding along his scalp, run through those short hairs to scratch tenderly whilst they shared a tranquil descent into normalcy.  Her heart thumped just beneath his own, swollen nipples grazing his chest, but then her eyes lit up.  He continued to tease, and as that finger brushed her lips she'd obediently pull them apart, latching her mouth gently about his index only to begin sucking gently.  God, he felt so good inside her.