Working up to it, as my tongue roams where it can, you sit up and drop yourself down hard. Were both moaning and panting, grabbing, licking, massagin..., and kissing at what we can. As you drop yourself down, one hand goes to my chest stabilizing yourself. The other to my balls, you feel that they are tight, which is good... were both close to release. My hands reach up against your breasts, almost as if I'm trying to lift you as I slam my body into yours, your weight falls on my hands as. I delay the moment of my tongue reaching your clit…getting closer and closer…you can feel my breath on your wet pussy…until finally I let my tongue touch your clit. Just for a second, then it’s gone again, replaced by my fingers. They stroke you, pinching your clit gently while my tongue flicks it again and again.I let go your clit, just to explore your tight little hole with one finger, then a second, sliding them into you past the knuckle, feeling how wet you are, and how your pussy grips my. I stopped and looked at him for a second.“Ben, have you ever fucked a girl in her pussy before?” I asked him taking off my clothes.“No.” He shook his head. I laid back on his bed without any clothes on, and spread my legs open for him fingering my own wet cunt.“Do you want to fuck my pussy?” I pushed my fingers inside of my hole inviting him to shove his cock inside. He nodded dumbly walking towards me. He positioned himself standing between my legs as I raised them up in the air. I. We hadn't seen each other for a long time and had a lot of catching up to do. He got a job at the Hoover Dam and told me that they hire anyone who doesn't have a criminal record. I might go there after we get divorced because I will have my documents then."She headed to the bathroom."I am just going to take a quick shower. I will serve it right up right after come back."True to her word, she returned in only a few short minutes with only a bathrobe and slightly damp hair.She brought the bags.