“Did you like what you saw?” She asked, I was taken aback by the question“I…I didn’t see much, just, like, maybe a second” I stammered out...��But a second that was more than enough for you to replay in your head when you jacked off in the shower this morning.” She said and she got closer to me and breathed in my ear. I could feel my already hard cock oozing precum. “So, I’ll ask again, did you like what you saw?” she said in a lower but gravellier voice into my ear and I looked at her and nodded. Or at least that's what I'd read in women's magazines.I chanted to myself in my head, “lick the tip, lick and nibble and suck that spot just where his shaft and cockhead meet. That's the sensitive spot, that's what will make him cum quickly and then at least it's over.” Pulling my head back a little, I flicked my tongue over that wonderfully sensitive spot on his cock. He moaned. I nibbled. He moaned. I sucked just his cockhead into my mouth and flicked my tongue over his "g-spot". He moaned. Holding the grip, she covers it with a fingertip, pressing against the warm flesh."We are well met, my sister," she says softly, looking into Claire's eyes."We are well met," Claire echos, raising an eyebrow. She turns Kistin's hand up, seeing her unmarked skin, "You are not sworn?" No. I am a wanderer. It is the path she has chosen for me." Then we are indeed well met and by her hand. There is a rite to perform at tomorrow's eve and you are to be my chosen." She pulls out a scrap of paper,. I loved coming home to find her with a freshly stretched pussy, and loved the feeling of effortlessly slipping inside of her. This might have bothered most men, to find you wife has been constantly pleasing herself with a toy quite bigger than yourself, but not me. Strangely enough, I found it a turn on to be when we were having sex and Amy would say, "Harder, fuck me harder. Deeper, baby, deeper." She would try to pull me deeper into her, and even if I was fucking her as deep and as hard as I.