It takes him a moment to understand, as she playfully twirls her shirt on one fingers end before tossing it over to where his own are drying by the fi...e.Hands in hands she guides his onto her breasts, each one between the “W” shape ink-brush marking of her own heritage. Tingles of electricity flow up from fingertips to his brain; delight at feeling each inch of them, seeking the nipples out and playfully circling each one bit by bit. Her movements and breath shows the rising fires of passion as. I looked around, and nothing seemed to be out of order, nothing needed moving. I turned to ask, and found I didn’t need to, she had her dress pulled up above her waist revealing her naked mound and neatly trimmed bush. Her smile said it all, she was ready and willing to find out if I was up to her challenge of finding out how long I could fuck. My jaw must have hit the floor because she started to laugh aloud; thankfully the walls are pretty soundproof in the cooler. I. I want you to cum so badly so I can feel it and taste it. I moan against your cock to turn you on more as I want to make you so hot you cannot stand it.The time passes quickly as I suck you more and more. You are coming close to cumming and let me know by thrusting your cock up into my mouth and letting your hand run more through my hair. You know you are almost there that it will only take one more suck to make you reach your orgasm."Baby I'm almost there. Make me cum, please.," you say.I hear. She needed to pull herself together.She hadn't bothered to shower at the spa. Now, here she sat behind the wheel, sweaty and oily beneath her clothing, sticky between her legs. Thomas's cum seeped from between her cuntlips, keeping her crotch slick and wet. She just wanted to get home and wash herself.Wash away the evidence? she asked herself. You think it's that easy to undo what you've done? Don't bet on it, you faithless wife. You're as bad as Zenobia--maybe worse. Zenobia may have fucked a.