She soon quieted, then gave me an open mouth, wet, teary kiss."God, I love you so much," she whispered to me.I kissed her back and replied, "I love yo... Linda."Just then the phone rang. Linda jumped up and ran out to the kitchen and answered it.I heard her talking.She poked her head back in, and said, "Shit, I forgot I was supposed to go over and help Mom. She was wondering where I was. I better go."I nodded."Better change my panties, reliving last night with you has me all wet," she said.I just. Her whimpers of pain soon turned into screams and moans of pure ecstasy. I began picking up speed and banging her pussy like a jack hammer, going in and out faster and faster, to the point to where my cock just looked like a blur. She seemed like she was having the time of her leaving, screaming out in ecstasy and moaning, screaming my name "Oh yeah! Oh my god Logan! That feels soooo good! Oh my god, oh my god, what are you doing to me?!?" she kept screaming as I fucked her faster and harder,. But to my surprise, she kept her leg there only, and pressed more. She kept like that and breathed heavily. Then I pertained to take my mobile out of my pocket and I moved my hand, and then it rubbed her naked stomach. It was so hot that only a fraction of contact get my heart beat throbbing so fast. She didn’t move and again touched her stomach while keeping the phone, this time a bit longer. She stayed calm and I was getting more and more confident. I put my hands close to my body and placed. "There." She twined her fingers with satisfaction around his girth. "Now you don't need oiling up. Please put on your blindfold, and on my cue, take it off and look straight up at the ceiling, just like the first time."He complied and was promptly treated to the most heavenly hand job he'd ever had. When prompted to uncover his eyes, he anticipated another look at the oiled, gyrating nudity of his wife and her zaftig masseuse.Am I hallucinating? What the-- The girl whose hands were writhing.