"I counseled, "Jack, what the hell did you expect? You took her away from her home country and left her in America where she has no friends or support...system at all. Shit! I bet she sits in the house alone each night and is lonely as hell."I knew Jack really loved her when he wrung his hands in despair and asked, "Damn it Banzai! What should I do? I'm over here and she's back in America. Plus, we're going on a LRP and I don't know when I can call her again."I smiled at Jack and suggested,. Lying in bed, you were starting your morning ritual of a jilling yourself off before you start the day. You developed this habit as a teen, with a sopping wet cunt, one capable of drooling all day long, it was the only way to avoid embarrassing incidents of wetness throughout the day.Your train of thought was interrupted, "ohh!" You yelped quietly. Your hand had finally reached your puffy slit, two fingers spreading the lips as a third circled your pleasure button.You always thought you had a. I would only place a half inch in and tease her. My wife would respond with pushing back toward my hand trying to get more inside her pussy. For over five minutes we played out the fantasy. During this time her pussy would contract and release while making noises. Several times I had to tell her to stop sucking my cock or I would unload into her mouth. She stopped sucking one time and straightened up but still on her knees next to me. We had played out this fantasy enough for me to know what. ” I'm stunned yet again by this beauty. Is there nothing she won't do? I'm not sure I can control myself with her now, not after this. I don't know if I can do just a one-time thing. But I can't worry about that right now. I'll just savor this moment. She bends over slightly and my fantasy of her bending over the car flashes in my mind. I let out a groan. Some dreams do come true. I step forward, running my hand down her back, over her crack and allow my finger to slide into her. She lets out a.