Her cunt was fluttering with muscle contractions, her nipples felt like they would burst open, the back of her knees moistened with sweat and she felt...she was floating above herself.Her husband had stopped sucking her nipples and was now smoothing his hands over her hips, belly and soft mounds of her breasts, this coupled with the dying tremors of her orgasm this felt wonderful.“I want to feel your cock in me now! I want it now honey.!“No bloody patience, have you?” her husband whispered in her. There was a plane to catch and he had appointments he had had to cancel.The lawyer looked up, "Miss Te Wherowhero?" Hineahuone, please." What can I do for you, Hineahuone?"She handed him a New Zealand dollar, "I need you to represent me." I'm not qualified to practice here." That doesn't matter. I want you to speak to your children." What's this about?" I know they have to go home ... I don't want them to sail. It would have been alright if they kept on ... instead they had to come back and I. I knelt beside the couch and began to knead her ass cheeks. Burying my face deeply between her panty-clad ass cheeks I inhaled the sexy aroma of shit, sweat, and her womanhood. Suddenly her hand came down as if swatting at an insect that was crawling across her rump. Quickly I ducked out of the way as she swatted the air and then she pulled down the robe covering up her ass with the light blue material. I sat there frozen in place deciding what my next move should be. Suddenly she groaned. “It was a long time ago Jenny, but Owen was engaged to be married to Katie’s sister Christine once. By pure chance Owen encountered her ... Well, in flagrante delicto, on the evening of her hen party and, not surprisingly, Owen called everything off.”“And you took-up with her sister?” Jenny asked, a surprised tone to her voice.“Well no, not exactly,” I replied, “I didn’t know that they were related when I met Kate and I never met any of her family until after we were engaged. I hadn’t met Kate.