“Don’t you think so?” she asked in a pouty sexy lisp.“Sarah I’m telling you again, I want you to stop this!” He sounded angry but Sarah p...shed on. She heard the lock click and knew Jenny had locked the door and would be walking over to her as they had choreographed.Sarah circled her fingers around her nipple and let out a sigh. “I know you have fantasized about us too. You don’t have to lie or get angry. That erection in your pants right now tells me how sexy you think we are.” Right on. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It wasn’t until Sunday just after lunchtime that Jill finally got in touch. Not a call, but a text, a text that left me feeling none the wiser about the fate of our marriage.‘I’m home, we should talk, J’It was only a five-minute drive from my motel to our home, but even during that short drive, I must have analyzed Jill’s message ten or twenty times.‘I’m home’ – did that mean she’d not been home before, that she’d spent the last two nights at. . You feel the hardness of my erection pressing in to the small of your back, through my soaking wet jeans.The water runs over us both, as I kiss your neck and watch the rivulets, run over your breasts, warming them, as they swell with your excitement, I feel you flushing and blushing , as I kiss all around the nape of your neck from one ear to the other.Your hands clasp over mine, and lift them to your breasts. I cup them, and begin to caress your nipples. They harden and swell.I kiss you over.
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