With each nip she dug her nails harder into his back knowing he liked it. He withdrew his mouth from her tits and rolled her onto her front. Sitting a...tride her now he poured a huge glug of oil onto her hot back and started to massage her neck and shoulders. Every so often his fingers slid round to her tits and stroked her pert nipples. She could feel his cock through his shorts rubbing up and down her butt cheeks with every movement he made. She sighed deeply as his strong hands went to the. “Well do you mind if we move this to one if the bedrooms now?” Carrie asked. “I’d like that,” I replied. Then she got off me and helped me up. She brought me to her bedroom and I sat on the bed. She stood right in front of me and slowly took her shirt, of course we had seen each other naked before, but of course this time was so much sexier. As she had her shirt off I took a look at her boobs with her bra still on and my panties got really wet very quickly. She knew I liked what I saw, so she. 'Exhilarated' is another word that comes close to capturing the depth of the emotion I feel when I've watched another man's cock sliding in and out, in and out, of my wife's juicy (and eagerly accepting) pussy. Yet even that falls short of really and truly expressing my reactions to that.Perhaps the most accurate way of saying how I feel at such a moment is to say that the orgasm I have while I've masturbated watching my wife fuck other men is the best way of describing my reactions! Watching. My pussy clenched, fresh juices running down my whorish thighs. He turned as I pulled his shirt up his hard body.His eyes landed on my naked breasts.He froze, eyes widening, mouth opening wide. My nipples ached beneath his gaze. So hard, thrusting from my round, dusky breasts. I struck a pose for him, looking as wanton and slutty, arousing him further, aching to feel his cock in me.But fear swelled through me. What if he disowned me? What if he despised me? I was his daughter. I should be pure..