She took my right hand in her left and squeezed. “I guess we have some things to talk about, don’t we?”I nodded, almost afraid to speak. Almost?...I was petrified! I knew we were alone in the bedroom, but it was Tanner’s bedroom, where they had fucked, repeatedly, and I wanted to be in our own house, our own bed, our two kids asleep in their rooms, before we had a serious discussion.The only thing I could think to say was, “I love you!”Adriana pressed her forehead against mine, our noses touching. "For some reason I did what he told me. While he said something about it, he took it in his hand and started to stoke it slowly. He was not able to close his hand around it. Wow, I could kill someone to have one like that, to feel the sensation of stroking it that way...John: "Look, it is so soft, so good to have my hand around it that it's like the natural way to have it when I want to rest. I do it all the time, even with both hands. Let me show you"He did something unexpected. He took my. I moved in for a kiss and felt his tongue enter my mouth. It was amazing. I moved on top of him as he wrapped his legs around me. I stopped kissing his lips and moved to his neck, slowly moving down his chest, licking and nibbling his nipples. His body jerking as I ran my tongue down his flat, smooth stomach. He was very well trimmed, no hair anywhere. His dick was now right in front of my face. It was beautiful, light brown with a pinkish head when I peeled back his foreskin. It wasn't as big. She saw me, and the car, and surprise and pleasure spread across her face. I had got from my seat and had opened the passenger door for her by the time she reached the car."Wow ... a Porsche!" she said, running a gloved finger along the sleek wing before getting in. There was a flash of thigh as she swung herself into the leather upholstered seat. I got in beside her and turned on the ignition, and her too, when the engine growled into life."I love the throaty roar of a turbo," she said, moist.