”“I agree, otherwise Tony would have said something to you about fucking me. It wouldn’t have bothered me if he found out earlier, it would have...just started things quicker. Now I’m finally free to be the slutty wife I know I can be for you.”“You’ve already proven that to me.”“So how bold do you want me to be?”“Just don’t get arrested,” he joked.“First of all, I need your cum fucked into me.”“Do your best to me, I can take it,” he kidded.Susan wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and. My pussy clenched, hot juices trickling down to my ass, soaking into my nylons.I loved her so much. She was such a treasure. My hands gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles went white. I groaned, shuddering. The pressure at the tip of my dick was incredible. My ovaries tightened as my daughter sucked with all her might, making such obscene sounds.“Oh, munchkin, you are such a schoolgirl-slut for Mommy’s big dick.”She moaned a yes about my cock, the tip throbbing.I squirmed, her tongue. She didn’t reply, but made a contented purring sound deep in her throat. I took that as my cue to explore. I wet two of my fingers, then began to gently stroke her labia. I traced every wrinkle and fold, and couldn’t resist a quick tap on her clitoral hood. Sarah gasped and pulled her hips up, and her clitoris brushed against my fingertips. I looked up at her face, saw her lips pressed together in concentration. Then I returned my gaze to her clitoris. As I stared in fascination, I could swear. "I hope your flight was a nice one. And speaking of flights, I understand you're a pilot. How did you like the Citation X?" he asked as he and Margaret ushered the three to seats.Thinking about her hesitancy, she wondered how she had been able to respond, but all she could remember for now was that he looked younger than she had imagined, and there was a charisma about him similar to that of Bill and ... Jeff. Like Jeff, he had insisted that she call him by his given name, Frank, and Margaret.