When she leaned back, I could see where my cock had rubbed a red patch between her breasts. She was sweating despite the air conditioning."My mouth is...too dry," she complained. "Are you sure you just don't want to fuck me?" I'm sure," I said. "Come closer," I commanded and she stood back up on her knees. I grabbed the bottle of champagne and placed the neck above her breasts. She shook her head but I tipped the bottle anyway. Out came the sparkling champagne, splashing down onto Samantha's. It stares at her half naked body. Shes lying on the bed, the chemise pushed up high on her parted thighs and her arms placed above her head. She might as well be nude with the see-thru chemise she was wearing. The covers are still bunched at the bottom of the bed. She had lain in bed waiting for her husband to return. She had rubbed her wet pussy, sliding her fingers between the folds, along her clitoris, and then down&hellip, inside of her. She had spread her legs wide, pleasuring herself, but. " Daisy got up, reached around Sharon and changed the station.Sharon turned it back. "It's my radio." Well I live here." Daisy said, and turned it back."Don't touch my radio." Sharon turned it back. "Anyway - your station is as stupid as your name." What's wrong with my name?" Daisy's eyes flashed in anger."It comes from the Duke's of Hazard, that's what." I'm named after a beautiful movie star goddamnit." You're so stupid sometimes Daisy," Sharon said. "That wasn't even her real name. It was. It was a few minutes later when Josh said to her, “I want you to relax. I want you to let yourself go and don’t try to fight it.” My wife’s pussy was now throbbing as moisture began to form on the outside of it. She was extremely turned on as Josh ran his finger one more time down the length of her swollen pussy lips. Her body began to gravitate on the bed as Josh then slowly inserted two of his fingers in between the lips of her pussy. She moaned out instantly as Josh took his time working his.