I just wanted to go home. Every night i would call home. Each time i spoke with my wife, i would visualize her whispering in my ear, like she always h...d. I would think of her touch, her soft skin. I could barely stand to feel her heat. Finally, it was sunday morning when we packed up and left from goa.. I was free to return home to my wife.As our train stopped in a station i grab the sex magazine i had bought and began to read. As i read each article my cock began to swell. It was like my cock. And the smell of sex. Lord, Judi, you've got the wettest vagina of any woman I've ever seen; the whole room smelled like a pussy." Sor-ry, Shari. I hadn't had David around to lap it up for me since morning and I was already thinking about getting home to him," I replied in defense."Well that and everything else, I guess it just set off the alarm bells of my biological clock. I was so horny driving home I was tempted to get myself off in the car. I figured that I needed a half hour with my. The second one mounted my chest and had to slide back to get the head in my mouth. I had to lick it so it would slide past my lips. It was so big around that I could hardly get it in my mouth. Once in, I had a mouth full and swirled my tongue back and forth across the bottom of his cock to make him feel good. I really wanted them by this time. The alcohol and all the foreplay had me dripping wet. They turned me sideways on the bed with my head on the edge and the first one slid up my body and. " He started to sway his body in time with mine, stepping off the wall and pressing our bodies together. He set his drink down, snaking both arms behind me to grab my ass.I leaned toward his ear, my breath hot on his neck. "Gianna," I said. "But sexy works too." I set my drink next to his, winding both arms around his neck and in his hair. As the beat got slower, he moved his hands to my hips, pushing his groin into my lower stomach. He kissed right below my ear, making me shiver."Gianna," he.