When we got to the top of the stairs, I stopped, put my hand on his cheek, and kissed him. “Give me ten minutes, Honey. Then call me.”John went to...his bedroom and me to mine. I undressed and put on a short, thin cotton nightgown. I thought about not even wearing that but changed my mind. My phone beeped.I quickly answered, “Hi, Honey.”“Are you in bed?”“Yes, John. And thinking about you.”“What are you wearing?”“Just a nightgown. You?”“Just my boxers.”“No t-shirt?”“Not tonight.”“Do you want to. She didn’t have enough time to tell me to stop all she had time to say was “release it in my soaking wet pussy”, I quickly shifted holes barely able to hold it in and started fucking the shit out of her and then I blew my load and lost balance and fell onto her. She screamed and pulled out and began fervently fingering her pussy when she screamed”oh my god I’m cumming, I’m cumming”, I just lay there thinking about all that had just happened when she pulled herself over to me and got back on. I drag my tongue back up your body, stopping in between your breasts and make my way to the navel again, planting a perfect row of kisses. This time I continue, all the way to the edge of your panties. I stop, lifting my head just enough to look at them. The cloth is so thin, from here I can make out your gentle folds in the contours of the fabric. And the smell of your womanhood, I bite my lip, consumed by lust. I hook my thumbs inside and pull them down and off your ankles in a. Like I accomplished something. It felt good to make her feel that good." OK. You'll do fine. It's moments like those that make talks like the one we just got bearable." Yeah, well I had her handled until you started questioning me." You think you had her handled. She would have found out eventually. If I could figure out you were lying through your teeth, she sure would. I made sure she was with a crowd of people and you weren't alone when she did. She would have ripped you a new asshole if you.