She moved the leg her mom’s hand wasn’t on to give her more room. “We kissed a lot.” Tamara slipped her hand toward her panties. She rubbed th... outside of the cotton material. It was damp and clung to her flesh. “It’s gonna be like that, huh?” her mom said. Even though Tamara couldn’t really see her mom’s head, she knew that it would be nodding. There would probably be a wicked grin spreading across her face too, as they liked to tease one another. For a moment there wasn’t any noise other. ‘My pleasure,’ Sam answered while exiting the room. Erin suddenly got a premonition of something not being entirely right. Their grumpy and ill-tempered boss was smiling just like a cat when getting sight of a juicy meal. That was definitely a bad sign, she thought, and started retreating as casually as she could. ‘In that case I’m also heading for lunch,’ she said and walked quickly toward the door. But just before she could reach it, the door closed right in front of her. Confused, she. My wife called at midnight, per our standard arrangement. She was out of breath, but way up tempo. At that time, she said that nine guys had fucked her. She said that none of them were "normal" size. She reported that she had almost continuous orgasms.Sometimes, she had time to clean up. Other times, the next guy just jumped right into her. There was coke and smoke, and even some mescaline in her, so their big size was appreciated even more by my wife! She told me the owner wanted to close by. "You'll like this one," she said. "I don't think I will." I know you will," she said, wiggling her hips. My soft cock still clung to her labia. She pushed her mouth deeper into my ear canal, and lowered her voice. "How about this is just the way it is for us? We can see whoever we want...but you and me...this is just how we love each other." That can't-" I started.She shushed me. "You don't have to fuck me if you don't want to. Just...if you need to..." When does that end?" I said. "When we're.