Lowering his face, letting his nose just barely touch her, he inhales deeply, enjoying the scent of their combined pleasures. Tenderly, letting his to...gue slide up her slit, his hands gentle, massing her inner thighs. She smiles at the feel, too weak to really do more than just lay there, spent. They have been going at each other like two virgins just discovering the others bodies. Pounding each other hard, using the other to satisfy their own cravings, needing the others closeness, their time. He pulled out of Gemma and stepped down from the stool. He walked to the back of the barn and began putting the mares back into their stalls. "I want to be sure that there's nothing left to do later." he called over his shoulder.I took the harness off of Thelma,tossed it across the stall door and began working in earnest on her hot wet snatch with my own fingers! I lost all track of time,and leaning in close I watched,enthralled,as she continued to hump away at my hand! I felt a warm breath. A bank statement, from Barclays as it happened, and I probably only noticed it because we do all our stuff with HSBC, and the blue colour on the heading just caught my attention. I guess she'd chosen another bank to keep it hidden, which was ironic really, as it was that difference that led me to taking note, and flipping through it.First I checked the name at the top, and it read Jenny Mathews, so no surprise there, but the address I'd never heard of, somewhere in the West End of London, way. His body shook as my wife’s head bobbed back and forth on his big cock. My wife sucked his cock very hard as she couldn’t get enough of it.She stood up and said to Jason, “I want you to fuck me now!”She led Jason over to the bed and laid down on it. She pulled Jason on top of her as he positioned himself in between her wide opened legs. My wife moaned out, “Omg Jason!” as he pushed his big manhood into her wet pussy.“Fuck me Jason!” my wife yelled out.Jason grinded his big cock into her as my.