‘Hello?’ ‘Hey babe, how’s the meeting going?’ It was my boyfriend. ‘Hey babe,’ I whispered. ‘I’m sorry, I’m just in the middle of...one right now. I’ll call you afterwards okay?’ I offered. ‘Okay… I got home early today. I’m already home. You better be home soon. I can’t wait to just touch you, it’s all I’ve been thinking about.’ he said. Our busy work schedules have left us with hardly any time in the bedroom together, so I can see why he is feeling this way. I gently closed my eyes and grazed. She sat down with the plate she was going to give John.Sally wondered in and sat down, “Where’s mom and dad?”“They just disappeared. Your dad said something like ‘I think my ride is here.’ He reached across the table and took your mom’s hand. Your mom said to take care of the kids, we will be. And they disappeared. My real dad was never there, but he didn’t disappear in front of me.” Bobby frowned and took a bite of toast.Sally picked up the toast with the melted peanut butter on it and took a. I watched as Jenny tensed up and I knew she was cumming. She pulled her mouth from my cock and leaned back to look up at me as she really pounded her pussy with two fingers. She then let out a familiar low moan and my lovely wife orgasmed in front of me. I never cease to be fascinated by watching Jenny masturbate. We often spend the evening looking at photos our pen friends have sent and masturbate ourselves, and each other, while talking about the photos. We invent scenarios to accompany the. Not yet. She continued to go higher and higher. She was screaming and flailing her legs but at the same time she was calling out, “More. More. More.”“You asked for it,” the man said with a chuckle.The loud “Thwack!” of the wooden paddle striking her ass cheeks was almost the same as the sound of the leather paddle, but the wooden paddle was much longer and struck across both ass cheeks at the same time. And the wooden paddle made a strange swishing sound as it moved through the air toward her.