Placing a hand on each ass cheek, I easily lifted her and moved us into the living room where I lay her softly on the couch. Again, I began to move in...ide her, fucking her from above as we lay in the missionary position. Still flexible, I took her legs and put them over my shoulders as I drove down into her again and again, slamming my cock into her drenched pussy. Almost bending her in half, I reach down to grab a tit in each hand, using them for leverage as I removed my cock fully, then. I read some of the stories you've been reading. I don't want sex with another man or a woman. I don't want to share you and I hope you don't want to share me. If you ever brought a guy home and wanted me to have sex with him, I would divorce you. I love you but I can't live with a man I don't trust and don't respect. If you want to share me with other men I know I would lose all my respect for you. No good decent husband would want to share his wife." God, Kathy, I don't want that either.. .. Oh ... stop thinking with your other head, Richard – grow a pair. I grabbed a towel and went down to the pool and swam. I was finally getting tired after 30 leisurely swum laps and decided to get out and take a shower ... no, a bath to relax before ... what?It was six o’clock and I called Caroline on her cell phone. “Hey Caroline, how’re you doing?“Well ... Wichie, I’ve got the dress, I’m having my hair done and I’m also having a manicure and pedicure. This is so much fun. How did your. Perhaps that was why he didn’t even move when she stood and walked to the bathrooms. The doors to the bathrooms were next to each other and set back. From where her husband sat, he couldn’t see them, but I could. I watched her walk away from me. Those tight pants looked incredible and showed off her outstanding ass. I could clearly see the outlines of her panty. I also noticed the seams running down. This woman was right out of my hottest fantasy. When she got to the doors, she turned and.