He had modified his wife body to match this pace so her pussy would be wet at all time, and would not get sore ever.Initially Chris also made Sandy to...forgo wearing panties but the downside to this heighten libido combined with no panties was that there were cum stains everywhere. They were on the furniture, the floors, their clothes, and sometimes their car interior. Chris solution was to hire a cleaner to clean up all the stains every couple of days. Of course he had to modify the cleaner's. It was so sexy. I kept looking back at her. She saw me checking out her tits. And then she kissed me. I didn't resist. I kissed her back."We kissed again on the couch. Both of us were turned on and breathing heavily."She put her hand in the waist of my skirt," Wendy said. "My little cotton panties were soaked. Liz smiled when she noticed that. Then, she put her hand down the waistband and started rubbing my furry little pussy."I opened two buttons at the waist of Wendy's dress. I put my hand. I kept it to myself, hoping it would come true, ‘I wish this weekend would last forever, just me, Tim and my two best friends’ Getting to the tent I was sharing with Tim, right next to Paul and Nessie, we whispered ‘goodnight’, or ‘nostar’ as the Welsh would have it, and disappeared in through the flaps, leaving boots under our flysheets. In our tent I realised Tim was already lying down, in boxers and T-shirt on his sleeping bag. In the weak light from the torch I carried he grinned ruefully.. With this in mind, I returned to the table a few minutes later with my soaking wet panties clutched in my hand. Jason was smiling as I sat down and asked, “Is everything OK?” I looked up at him and innocently said, “Much, much better.” The waiter approached our table with our meals and, like clockwork, Jason switched the vibe on. Even though I was expecting it, I jumped in my seat a bit and almost knocked over my wine glass. Despite the wonderful pulsing in my pussy, I dropped my hand in.