My thoughts spiraled into the gutter on this one.A soft thump against the wall next to the door of the room, then the door opened. My wife Cheryl, her...back to me and wearing a set of loose sweats, backed out of the room carrying a small travel bag in one hand, her purse and room key in the other.“So, how the fuck are you doing?” I commented just as she began to turn around.“OH, NO! OH, my God,” she wheezed as she dropped her valise, purse, keys, and nearly keeled over. “What are you doing. Uh, do you have any plans later?’ he asked. ‘Not really. What’s up?’ ‘I’m just wondering if I can take you to dinner,’ he said. ‘I want to see you.’ He hoped he didn’t sound desperate. ‘Okay,’ Elle said. ‘Where shall we meet?’ ‘Is it okay for me to pick you up at work?’ he asked. She hesitated for a moment before answering, ‘I’ll wait for you by the security booth next to the employees’ parking lot. You’ll be able to see the sign clearly.’ ‘I’ll see you in a moment,’ Ben said before clicking. I pressed my face right into her crotch, inhaling deeply. I could just breathe in her sweet musk of her pussy. I groaned, my nose pushing the gusset of her panties into the folds of her pussy. I rubbed up and down her groove, inhaling her musk over and over. Her scent grew stronger and stronger.Then I felt her wet heat. She was growing aroused. My touch was stimulating her. I groaned, nuzzling harder into her panties, pushing the thin cloth into the folds of her pussy. My tongue flicked across. I should’ve hurt my back. I should’ve strained my legs. I could keep doing this forever. I hoped her body would hold out.“Sex Kitten is in love with Horny Toad.” She gasped. Renee cackled and stopped quite supporting Pat’s weight. Our balance disrupted, we collapsed, measuredly onto the ground.“The floor is hard,” I complained as I, gentlemanly, rolled onto my back and set Pat on top of me. She slid her hands palm down onto my solar plexus. She’s raise her hips and jab the breath from my.