Myrna, I know you better than that, so we better drop it before you and I end up like you and Sally at the hospital last night."I got a grin from her,...and then Bill came in with about ten document tubes in his hands. I told him to take them to the dining room table where we would have more room. Myrna said to go ahead, she would bring coffee in as soon as she made another pot. I followed him into the dining room and he was pulling a laminated aerial map from one of the tubes as I walked in. I. Her moaning encouragement had me repeating that effort smoothly, repeatedly, each thrust eliciting a responsive moan and her hips thrusting that smooth pussy in matching rhythm. Now I don’t know about you, but few things get me hotter than knowing a woman wants me. To hear the sweet voice of an intelligent woman, her breath ragged as she gets closer to orgasm, moan those raw words of, “Oh please fuck me!” My teasing had her on the edge and I pushed deep and held her and rolled over on my back.. With her pussy already seeping her moistness, Philip rubbed his cockhead in her pussy lips and got the head of his cock wet so he could mount her and begin making love to his wife. Philip quickly had his cock well lubed and then he positioned the swollen head in Mary's pussy, pushing his hips forward strongly and looking down to see the head of his dick and then several inches of his cockshaft disappearing up into her body. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmmmm," Philip moaned at the feel of sliding. Without saying a word I laid back and on the shower seat and squirt shower gel into my hand. I began soaping my pussy and slowly began shaving off my pubic hair while Vincent watched with a look of rapture on his face. It took awhile because I was afraid I’d cut myself in a place that shouldn’t have a razor cut. When I was through I stood up and rinsed off, I watched as my soft curls washed down the drain. My pussy felt strange, exposed is a good word I guess, I felt exposed and vulnerable.