Her tummy was still slightly rounded from childbirth and her breasts were simply magnificent. They were milk filled baby bottles that any man would lo...e to drink from. She started to unhook her bra and I asked her not too. I also asked her to keep her crotchless panties on too. It would be even sexier that way.As I started to undress Ali asked me to go out to my car and get the small package that she had left in the glove compartment. It was a breast pump and a bottle. She needed to extract. It didn't take long for me to throw in a third finger, letting go a moan of delight.I smiled... I recalled the first times I fingered my ass years before, I was tighter and three fingers felt like a lot for me, it took me obviously more time to relax and loosen up with one or two fingers before. I even pictured a boy who lived in my neighborhood fucking my ass while I fingered myself with three finger... that boy was an asshole, but he had quite a nice body, and in my fantasies he had a big. "No, I don't have anything to do today. We could drive around a bit if you like," Tommy said. "Thank you. Traveling around the country is nice, but if you are never able to see any of it, it doesn't really matter," Rebekah said. So Tommy put the car back in gear and pulled back out of the parking lot. "So where would you like to go? What do you want to see?" Tommy asked. "Oh I don't know. I just like being outdoors and not cooped up in that motel room. I heard some people at the store. For one more day in theirnine years of marriage, she could hang on to hope.Her body still thrummed with anticipation and anger and ferocious need. It was strangeto realize that she wanted him more now than before. All of her skin was sensitized to theslightest of his touches and if he wanted, he could have slipped into her with one thrust.Maybe it was finally seeing the passion he held for her in his face, in the tension of hisbody, in the anguish of is voice.He wanted her. He might be angry,.