He watched her eat them one after the other while she danced. She was often silly at times, but was always herself, not caring what anyone else thinks... And sometimes she was that little girl who hid behind her mother peeking out at the stranger. She was susceptible to being overly self-conscious, so he indulged her whims. To him she was someone who would always love him, accept the imperfect him, understand the confused him, even when he was the wrong him, because that was the only version she. What a sight! ... By the way, did I mention that I had rigged the shed with a few speakers?”“Naw, I don’t think you did,” I tried to recollect. “Did you have some nice sexy music playing for her?”“Au contraire!” he replied, wagging his finger. “I had procured a recording of crowd noise ... You know ... background-type noise of people having indistinct conversations, like they use on TV shows or movies ... I wanted her to feel that there were other people there ... Watching her.”His admission. While rinsing off she remembered the scenes that flashed in her head, she lay back in a swing like contraption, her husbands face in between her soft thighs, eating her juicy pussy, two fingers tapping on her pleasure spot. Her fingers began to wander to her center, slowly massaging her clit, "God I wish he were here", she said in a slightly irritated voice.Denise was 27, although she didn't look to be over 21. Even after two children her body still looked great. She stood only 5 feet 4 inches,. ...i loved the touch.......my every cell of body was aching with pleasure.......it was very difficult to control myself........i was getting wet....... his fingers again moved up to my 32 size sexy firm juicy tits.......after encircling my breast......his fingers moved in closer and closer towards my hard nipple with each circle....... finally I felt him over my right nipple......it made me loose my breathe completely........ I couldn’t wait anymore......i just opened my eyes.......and found u.