She place her feet on the bed lifting her hips off the bed. I sit up and slip a second finger in and slowly start fucking her pussy. Pumping my finger..., her pussy gets wetter and wetter. Juices are dripping down, landing on the bed. I slip a third finger and my lady moans out, yes! I pump my fingers and lean down and flick my tongue across her clit. I sitting up, still fingering her pussy, as I watch her caress her titties.She reaches down, grabs my cock with one hand, the other pulling my. A strange, erotic dream that knew no right or wrong, only love, an all consuming love that mattered above all else... They stood motionless. Martin pulled his lips from hers and gazed momentarily into her eyes. He knew she was ready but she surprised him by how ready she was."Oh, Martin," she cried, her body trembling like a leaf in the wind. "Do it to me, Martin." Her words were those of a woman who hungered for escape from the fears that plagued every young wife. She was afraid of being. As we got more excited we did some serious kissing and tit play.He had us switch.I could see his mouth was all wet with my GF's cunt juices.We were both on the verge of cumming and we went back to kissing our tongues playing in and out of each others mouths.Squeezing each others tits.Both our nipples were hard.I could feel a flood of fluid releasing from my cunt as I climaxed.My GF was still riding his cock hard.I could see in her face she was getting ready to cum.She grabbed me by my shoulders. I always liked to make love blindfolded, the heightened awareness of sound, smell, taste and touch, but now it only scares me. I listen intently, alert and anxious and hear soft steps of bare feet, then I felt the warmth of a body behind me. What followed next took me completely by surprise. I had expected something painful or at least very unpleasant, a whipping, another rough fucking, more clamps on my nipples, whatever comes to her devious mind. Instead two expert hands start to massage my.