“Well, if you won’t put that beautiful fucking cock of yours to any use,” she says defiantly as her hips grind against the vibrator, “You migh... as well go back in the hall while this vibrator soaks my pussy for all the neighbors to see”.With that, she cums, gushing like a tidal wave all over herself. I can’t even remember the last time I saw my wife squirt like that. Her orgasm is so intense. I watch as she spasms against the wall, barely able to hold herself up. Transfixed by the beautifully. Maybe that was because some of the sexual excitement had faded in my marriage with Kasey. We still had sex at least once a week, but it was routine for me and I could tell that it was boring for her. She was usually just doing it to please me, although she still loves it when I eat her out both before and after we fuck. Harley knows about my situation with Kasey, and I remembered that he told me that he was having almost no sex at home with Scarlett. She was so sensitive about him seeing her. Yes, I sired them on my sisters, though Mary and Kelly Flanagan had theirs claimed by their new husbands, Manfred Schultz and Barry March respectively, and Wendy Flanagan turned hers over to an uncertain fate, alive or dead I cannot tell, hence my splitting my estate in two parts rather than three. My poor sisters, much like the idiot women on the Witches of Eastwick, too cowardly to face social scorn, snubbed me and treated me as persona non grata after enjoying my body and my seed.“I could. Lost in a passion as furious as a hurricane. I feel him pick up speed, every thrust ending two inches after being fully buried. In a rush of lust, he lifted me off the dresser, his hips still pounding at me. Backing me up along the wall and pushing me against it. His hands under my ass as he whispers ‘ God Cristal, you feel so damn good.’ Moaning hard at his words as I cum twice. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders and pulling his chest to mine as I breathe along his neck. Lightly allowing.