The constant motion on her clit and the inside of her pussy brought her over the edge quickly, and she screamed in delight, as a powerful climax overt...ok her body. It was probably the hardest climax she had in over ten years. Her pussy rapidly contracted around my prick, and it brought me closer to my own release.As Shannon came down from her orgasm she begged me to come inside her. The combination of her hot talk and hot pussy was too much, and I leaned forward, bending her legs over her head. He breathed deeply and let all the odors come into him.He heard Mary come into the room.Then he smelled her. The fragrance was lilacs.She walked over and stood behind him for a moment.Then she touched him.There was no routine, no pattern.She just touched him.Gently, softly, lightly.Her hands played gently over the broad surface of his back. To Swede they felt like butterflies.He turned and faced her.Her face was so full of love.He found it hard to look at her.He placed his hands on her. I pulled her jeans and knickers off and she instinctively spread her legs, a probing finger indicated she was already soaking wet and a second had her squirming beneath me “Mmm that’s good” she moaned quietly. “Tell me what you want babe” I teased her “Your cock in my pussy NOW” she replied fiercely, clawing at my jeans as she spoke. She succeeded in getting them low enough to free my cock which she grabbed and quickly massaged to full-size. “Fuck me” she growled. I tugged my jeans all the way. "George reached for her, she parried his arms and pushed him down on the bedand with a simple edict, "Let's not rush to the grand finale, I would likean appetizer first." She climbed on top of him so that his head was buriedbetween her legs. The last fleeting comment he heard before her legsclamped around his ears were, "Bon Appetit, my daring." He knew what shewanted and he eagerly went to work on his wife's most sensitive area.He had her quickly squealing with joy. Her voice did a.