Edward, this is my wife, Denise."It was a french name, so I took a chance and instead of just shaking her hand, I kissed the back of it and said,"Ench...nté, madam." I finished in french with the statement that one did not shake a beautiful woman's hand but that one must kiss it repeatedly." She under- stood what I said, perfectly, and ate it up. I could see it in her eyes, they lit up. She rattled off something that at first sounded like gibberish. I silently thanked Nicole once again for. Slipping my hand down, I began to softly rub my clit. Electric pulses ran down my legs. Rubbing harder, I made my nub grow, and soon, it was peeking out of the protective hood. Moaning softly, I started to rub on the pillow between my legs. The soft suede of the pillow tickled my hard clitty. Smiling to myself, I straddled the pillow and moved my hips back and forth. My pussy was contracting, spurting tiny jets of my juice, mixed with Greg's sperm. My breath began to catch, as waves started. Whether it was the effect of the wine, her sexual frustration or just a need to feel alive and have some fun for a change Rachael heard herself agreeing. She stood up feeling her whole body flush with anticipation. Realising she was a little unsteady on her feet partly due to the wine, partly to do with excitement but mainly because of new high killer heels. In the lift Lee leaned over to Rachael and kissed her on the mouth Rachael willingly parted her lips returning his kiss passionately. Lee. I struggled at first but steve was bigger than me and pinned my arms down and carried on humping away. After a minit or so i stopped fighting and my cock already rock heard from before was being pushed down in to the matress as steve grinded on top of me and it started to feel good.i could feel steve solid cock grinding on me and was rite in the crevis of my cheeks steve started to go faster and faster and pushing harder in to me. i didnt make a sound or say anything and i could hear steve.