He wasn’t doing it awfully hard, but he wasn’t particularly gentle either. While he was spanking me, his other hand was rubbing my pussy; as I got...wetter and wetter, he began to probe my pussy, first with one finger, then with two.I was groaning with need, and when he withdrew his fingers I was about to beg him to continue, but he thankfully rammed his hard cock home with one stroke, making me gasp with pleasure. His hands started out grabbing me by my hips, then slid up my body to grab my tits. Her juices sparkled on the cock. Their glisten reminded her of Fancy Pink paint drying. Inspired, she leaned her head forward and sucked her wall-cock clean.Rose dried herself off and threw the towel back on the rack. So what if she was hornier, she hadn't felt this alive in years. She did her hair and make-up and then, not bothering to dress, she moved the few bits of guest-room furniture back in. The room looked wonderful.She re-decorated the room with various knickknacks and pictures. It was. ”“No comment,” I grinned.“Even with the anti-surveillance stuff here?”“Even with. I have no idea what you might be talking about.”“Uh-huh,” she laughed. “Anyway, they have all the warrants and everything they need to get Foulkes, Monroe, and Foulkes’ wife. And they seized Monroe’s unmonitored account. He was sneakier. He used a complete fake identity. He got a birth certificate of a kid who was born the same year but died at age five.”“The perfect ploy if you parlay that to a driver’s. We did our best to keep our attention on the next film, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, but the next phone call took a good while, though Amber and David took it into my den. When they returned, it was clear that the caller had long since hung up, and that the couple had been up to something else in my study. Amber was in a much better mood, and evidently, she had taken well to her husband's idea of "solace." I made a note to myself that sex tended to cheer her up, or at least when it.