..well I once did. Right after I married Andrea she was the most perfect wife, sexy , hot, and a perfect personality. I began to notice how she seemed...to enjoy all the attention get got when we were out. She has always dressed to show off her five foot three one hundred pound body. Her tight little thirty four B cups never need support and always went braless. Andrea loves the warm weather, it gives her the opportunity to dress to get all the guys to look. I once mentioned to her about how some. Damn it I'm allowed some life of my own," I said."Be sure it doesn't end with you back in prison doing the remainder of your sentence," he suggested."I will do what I can, but surely Morris won't put me back for scratching an itch?" I asked."That woman is capable of anything," Liam said putting an end to the conversation by just vanishing."Bastard," I said to no one at all.I made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich then grilled it just like a cheese sandwich. I had read about it, so I had. “Stop!” she yelled. “Slowly take your fingers out of my ass; I’m right on the edge. Very slowly.” Lee, very slowly, removed his fingers. As they slipped out of her Marcia let out a long groan. Just the feeling of Lee slipping out her had nearly made her shoot. She began to giggle. “That was too close,” she said. “I don’t want to cum until your cock is deep inside me.” “Is that a hint?” Lee asked. “Damn right it is. Fuck me, Lee. Fuck me with that big cock.” She lifted her legs up and held onto. Mornings were hard, hot, and fast. Laci called it ‘insta-fuck’ time. Within seconds, he had pushed her legs apart and his rock hard cock was buried in her as he plowed balls deep into her always wet pussy. She immediately wrapped her legs around him, trying to pull him in even deeper as her nails dug into his muscular shoulders. A little rough and quick as always, it didn’t take long before he was panting, shuddering, and exploding inside her. When their breathing returned to normal, she looked.