Whether it was the drink ,night or me.i guess it was just the moment.the years of fantasy and wishing all came together at that time.we moved slowly t...gether to the music.she looked at me like never before.i stroked her hair and looked into her eyes.my penis hardened and i know she could feel me getting harder and harder.i stroked her back and moved to her neck and hair.she pulled me closer, her eyes offered me the rest.i kissed her softly,she responded so i kissed her again .this time harder. " Joyce protested with an utter lack of conviction.Her hands remained firmly at her sides as Buffy began to eagerly grope and suckle on her mother's titties, any objections replaced by a series of ecstatic, low moans. She didn't resist at all when Buffy pulled off the remainder of her nightwear and ripped off her lacy white panties. Joyce began to buck and grind her hips against Buffy's teasing, probing tongue, throwing her hands behind her head in a gesture of utter surrender, biting her lip. My wife turned to look at me and smiled. We each set our coffee mug on the nightstand beside us and then quickly got back beneath the covers. I pulled her to me, her warm, soft bare breasts mashed into my chest. Our legs intertwined. She lifted her head up slightly and I slid one arm beneath her neck and used it to pull her head to me and covered her mouth with mine and slipped my tongue into her mouth. We kept up kissing and I used the tips of my fingers to gently rub her back, shoulders, ass. He asked that she call him as soon as she received the message."Christ!" Raul exclaimed. He began working through the string of subsequent messages, most of them redundant recordings from other members of the police department, with no new information, all asking that she call them as soon as possible.When he finally reached a message from Barbara's brother, he was startled at first as he listened to it, but then gave a long sigh of relief. He gently touched his wife on the shoulder, and.