“Darling!” he said. When he began moving, she tightened her legs around his waist and hugged him by the neck. He carried her over to the mirror, s...opping when they could both see the view from the side. “Gorgeous,” he said as he raised her far enough that he could see himself entering her. “Oh, love!” He could no longer see, but he could feel her surrounding all of him. When he lifted and lowered her again, she helped with pulls on his shoulders and pushes on his waist. Seeing their movements. Laurel was my bride of 14 years at the time of this story. The year was 1998. One night about six months after we had bought our first computer, primarily because Laurel had returned to college to earn her bachelor's degree in education. Computers had windows 98 then and it was before lap-tops were in vogue and widely in use. We started to talk about all of the cool things we had discovered on the world wide web. One of the things I had discovered (besides porn) was chat rooms. I told her all. He went to a window and saw that the snow was still coming down heavy and he could see no signs of it stopping. Coming down the stairs, he saw Kumiko’s figure where he had left her and wondered about what had changed in her. Before, she was always a cold bitch to him. After they had sex though, she kissed him with such fervor that he was shocked and surprised. He had never even figured out why she hated him in the first place and the sudden switch was only confusing him more. He got back. She stared hard as Sierra dropped down to lick deep beneath my balls, my wet pole waving in the air and my sack resting across Sierra's pretty face as she did. It was a hot sight, and I could hear Rose groan under her breath. Sierra looked her mother in the eye and held her gaze as she licked all around my balls.She slowly slid her face up my shaft, dragging it along the entire length and watching Rose the whole way. Then she opened her mouth wide at the top and swallowed me slowly in, her eyes.