The mouth that isn’t your mouth follows the same journey southwards as the fingers before it, kissing its way down your wife’s perfectly flat stom...ch, tracing a path through the tight ring of curls above her sex and down, finding her opening. The skin here is as smooth and soft as velvet, and lips that aren’t yours slowly kiss around the inside of her thighs and nuzzle her labia, sucking it, teasing and drawing out the pleasure.With practised ease, your wife’s lover now shifts position, tongue. Day-Sea masturbate, and popping Jill's cherry. I had her crying, moaning, grunting, screaming, and cumming in a timespan of fifteen minutes. I finished inside of her newly opened cunt and she loved it. She was going to be a loyal slut for me, I knew it. I climbed out of bed and picked up my phone. It was ten in the morning and I was hungry for food. I dressed for a hot day in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I walked into the farmhouse for breakfast but was disappointed to find none. I then. I let the pressure carry it halfway down into her fuck hole before emerging on the other side with more pressure...creating a wave of slick wet flesh that is approaching her clitty.Just before I get there I stop and suck the juices off my thumb while she simpers in denial.I can taste your musky sweet female flavor coating my thumb, and after I relish it a bit I leave a good amount of saliva in its place. I return the thumb and massage around the outskirts of your puckered hole, and whimpers. ”“You’re criminals!” Cait protested.“History is written by the victors, Cait. Many great empires were founded based on acts of criminal rebellion; they just don’t frame it that way in school.”“You could use that argument to justify any atrocity.”“That doesn’t make it less true. History will decide. Did you ask yourself why Earth was shipping mass driver technology to Jupiter?”Cait’s hesitant pause betrayed that she had.“Earth knows what we know. Conflict is coming. Whose side would you be on?”.