Her eyes are locked onto your clit and the tongue lashing that it is getting. We see the juices flowing out of your pussy and as your hubby inserts hi... finger into your love hole, we hear it make squishy noises. My cock has risen hard and tall, and my wife’s hand has found it and has begun to stroke it. In your pleasure, you look over and see us watching you and you see the effect of your moans on us. It is such an erotic and wickedly hot scene! You, stretched out on the bed, your bodacious. ”“Won’t...?”“He’s not here,”“How about...?”“Nope ... you KNOW she’s not responsible.” “Come on ... they’re waiting.”I backed out.She jumped in, “Wait...” She looked in the backseat, “You need your satchel. I’ll fetch.”She left her door open. She was gone a very long time. She brought my bag ... I looked. It was a disaster.“Where is your chequebook?”“What?”“Cheque book ... moneybags.”“Why?”“I didn’t apply for scholarships.”“Alice ... you’re indigenous.”“Nope ... I’m half Chinese, mom is. I was always at her plays and got back stage to give her flowers and congratulate her on a great performance. I sometimes helped her learn her lines. We’d always been together, ever since high school. I knew that was about to change.I wasn’t against moving to L.A. With a commercial pilot’s license, I could pretty much work anywhere, but it still didn’t mean we’d be together all the time. Movies were filmed all over the world. I was simply going to have to get used to being separated for. I looked her up and down as she stood silently, a little like a rabbit caught in the headlights, taking in a fit body covered by a long white silk blouse which hung loosely down over a tight pair of black leggings above some cute leather ankle boots with heels that meant business. ‘What’s your name honey?’ I asked. ‘Lucy’ she replied in a hesitant hoarse voice. ‘Nice name’ I said, taking a step towards her, ‘don’t be frightened; have you done this before?’ ‘Done what’ she said. ‘Made love to.