I rubbed gently at first and then a little faster as I slowly slid my cock back into her warm folds. Feeling her pussy getting wetter and her body res...onding to my thrusting and rubbing was getting me back to the brink again, her back was starting to arch, and her eyes were closed. My wife has the sweetest pussy which was now engulfed around my cock, and dripping with her juices onto my fingers while I steadily rubbing her clit. With my cock now buried deep into her I wanted to see her tits. Hurley is like a step-uncle, if there's any such thing. Mom changed my name after they married. Baynes beats the hell out of Yankowitz."I nodded. "I suppose it does." You sound like you've had some experience," she probed carefully.I was about to tell her to mind her own business when I thought better of it. She was Hurley's niece and I owed it to him to be polite."I lost a fiancée back a dozen years. She was an innocent bystander and got caught in the crossfire." And no one has been able to. He felt like he been kicked in his balls when Lynne looked at him with a cruel indifferent sneer and replied "not from you" when he asked her if she wanted a drink. He tried to be friendly but she was cold and indifferent to him trying her best to ignore him rebuffing his attempts to make her feel welcome. When Susan entered the room John noticed Lynnes reaction as she eyed Susan up and down. Lynnes face lit up and an obvious look of lust filled Lynnes face. She eagerly accepted Susan's offer. Still I longed for the intrusion of her finger into my depths, to feel that delicious fullness. She denied that to me, building my excitement and her own, ignoring my attempts to push my hips onto her finger so as to force her inside me. My hands were caressing her clad buttocks. I knew immediately that our crisis were to arrive imminently. My own was building inside me, somewhere deep and wet inside me. Her own was heralded by a sort of animal growl and I could feel an increase in the flow of.