I had been ready to cum all night. As I was sliding my cock in and out of my wife's soaking wet pussy, I had the fresh visions of watching her fucking...another man just a couple of hours earlier in my head. Her cunt wasn't as full of his cum as it is when I get immediate "sloppy seconds" sometimes, but I enjoyed knowing that some of his load was probably still in her and that I was about to add mine to what was left of his. I took a couple more deep, slow strokes, then I shoved in as far as I. The spiral bound book was somebody's handwritten thoughts and ideas. Studying it was complex, and she read it carefully, to understand this long dead human's perspective on the ancient world they lived in. Pointing to the menu in the corner of her vision, she toggled object transparency to her bedroom to the on position, and picked up the notebook, and opened her browser. Every night, for an hour before bed, she worked with it side by side with a Javanese dictionary and a text on the. Mean while Lucy who was standing on the couch leaning over the back had taken off her shirt and exposed her white lace bra which you could see her hardening nipples.“suck them gently Josh, Jen has verrrrrrry sensitive areola.” “ Yah know me unless you tell me to be rough I am gentle as a mouse” I unhooked her bra and her 38dd breasts were loose. I spun her around and licked both tits around the nipples and then sucked gently on each one while kneading the other. Lucy feeling over dressed. She was puzzled by its behavior, however. She had visited the beach frequently while at Pulsegate, and she had had some opportunity to see how the tides came and went. Not once had she seen the water line advance as rapidly as it was doing this day. The looming clouds boiled and rolled so fast that she could hardly help suspecting a connection between the oncoming storm and the extra vigor of the tide. When that thought occurred to her, she grew alarmed. If the storm could make the tide come in.