Sighing and rolling her eyes, she went to answer. She had just told the neighborhood kids that her daughters weren’t here this week – did they for...et so soon? Good grief. She opened the door, prepared with her response yet again. Her heart threatened to stop. She couldn’t even say anything – she just sat there staring, drinking in the fact that he was there, on her porch. Wow! It had been a very long time since she’d seen him in person. How did he affect her so much? That thought made her. My husband Steve freed my hands as I stood under the shower and after rubbing some life back into my hands I rubbed soap and life back into the rest of my body. The water washed away the sweat, shit and piss and I felt almost as good as new. I could see my husbands cock appreciating the view as I cleaned and rubbed my fat full tities and hairy slit clean, making sure he could see I turned and spread my arse cheeks towards him as I washed my arse crack, poking a finger or two in the entrance to. His balls tightened and his cock grew even harder. Letting out a few gasps and a loud aargh, his cock twitched and fired a heavy shot of cum into my mouth, I couldn’t swallow it fast enough and had to move my head away to avoid the next load which went into my hair, I tipped his cock downwards and the third shot went down the front of my dress. Having successfully swallowed the first load I popped his cock back into my mouth and licked off what was left and swallowed that too. Later before. He pulled the car into the parking lot of The Crown, one of the nicest restaurants that didnt cost an arm and leg. The host led us to one of the back tables that was set for two and had a candle as the centerpiece. We ordered our food and the waitress poured us two glasses of Pinot Nior before Drew reached across the table and took my hands in his. Baby, weve been dating for awhile now and there is something I want to say, Drew said, squeezing my hands. My heart began racing. If this was a.