She rubbed her hands lightly along his inner thighs then licked them. She slowly licked closer and closer to his balls. Her long sexy hair brushed aga...nst his legs. He sighed with pleasure, “Oh god yes.” She let her long hair hang down and brush against his erection. He loved the feel of her beautiful soft hair touching his dick. She wrapped some of her hair around his dick and stroked his boner with it. Then she let her hair touch his balls and massaged them lightly with it. Again he moaned,. ''Never mind,' I said. 'Let me get into something clean, then at leastI'll feel better.''I've washed everything you were wearing, but I've put your suitcase onthe bed, so you can get something out of there.''Thanks,' I said, and then added, after unzipping the lid and flickingit back, 'I see your huge suitcase wasn't big enough for you, for justthree days away from home. No wonder my suitcase felt so heavy. You'vebeen packing your clothes in it, as well.''What are you talking...' Celia started. Visions of another man's cock in my mouth, followed by a great big serving of cream pie, was virtually the only type of sexual fantasy I had, and as could be predicted, it finally developed into an obsession. Little did I know that my wife had begun to share that fixation with me, although she never said anything about it to me, just as I never said anything to her.What finally happened to break that barrier of silence between us was pretty trivial, as most beginnings are. It happened almost. Finally, I was inside her up to the hilt. I started thrusting, using long, slow strokes while gently holding her hands above her head. We kissed hungrily as I started thrusting a little more quickly. I freed Linda's hands; she grasped my buttocks and lifted her hips, increasing the depth of penetration.She started experimenting with her own pelvic thrusts to meet mine, until we were fucking in sync. Linda's tight, wet entrance muscles were pulsing against my ribbed shaft and I could feel every.