He didn’t need to do it as he certainly did not need to make her more wet as she was taking care of that all by herself with the excitement and expe...tation she was feeling, nothing could make her more wet then she was. He got on his knees because he missed her taste, the bitter nectar that while not the best of flavours, was the biggest aphrodisiac anyone could ever taste. Fuck oysters and honey, the taste of your girlfriend’s pussy, after months apart, the person you love and the thing you. From the window I could see the pool outside. Everything looked quiet. Mostly of the girls had passed out and they were lying naked on the towels around the pool.There was a line of guys in the shallow end, but I could not see what they were in line for. But I suddenly knew that my wife was there at the edge of the pool, sitting with her thighs wide spread.A Latino type guy was between Anita’s thighs and he was fucking her as hard as he could. Her long legs were around his back, holding him in. ....YOU", I said nodding my head in approval. She had been up on her tip toes waiting for my reaction and when she got what she wanted to hear she began to bounce with glee. She stopped bouncing and lightly walked up to me with her arms strecthed out. I had my hands full of boxed items or I would have returned the gesture. She was so happy she couldn't wait and leaned into my side with her arms around my waist. "I've never felt more like ME in my whole life until I did this", she said. That set. I’m glad that you didn’t get hurt.”I replied, “You cushioned my fall.”Miss Amour said, “I know, I was there. I was wondering if you might like to put your face in my crotch for real this time. However, you can’t tell anyone about it. Do you understand?”I certainly did understand. She lifted her skirt, lowered her panties, and then she sat down. I got on my knees between her legs and looked at her wet pussy. It was covered with very short hairs, the slit was fully exposed, and her lips were wide.