Taking his own weight on his bent knees. They knew it was time to cum. Astride her,he looked down at her body and his hungry cock bursting with antici...ation,waving over it. She reached up encircling it with one hand, gently cupping and squeezing his balls with the other. She like the sightof her hand working the swollen, stiff cock whilst the othergently kneadedthe firm, spunk filled balls. She squeezed the hard sacs inside, noting his pleasure again. As her hand worked faster and she gripped. This past weekend, however, the roles reversed. I was the one begging and he was the one trying to make excuses. He said he had finals and needed the time to study, but of course he relented in the end. I drove over to his place and stayed the night. It was some of the wildest, most passionate sex we ever had. Little did he know that I imagined myself having sex with Peter the entire time."So you've been eight weeks without a good fuck," Peter said.I nodded my head. His hand was now migrating. They looked like they might fit. His cock was tenting under his towel and he didn't know why he'd become so aroused. He looked around to see if anyone was watching him, or if there happen to be a hidden camera somewhere as if this was all a practical joke. He could see his wife playing a joke like this on him but this didn't feel like a joke. This felt like she placed the panties there to be found. She placed them there to be worn by him. Liam shook the towel off his hips, and opened the. “Do you have any idea how long I have been thinking about you?” he asked.“Tell me, please?” she responded putting her head into his shoulder.They talked, stopping to kiss very often, until she moved his hand to on top of her covered left breast.“Ginny, we need to be careful, don’t we?” he said.“I don’t want to be careful; I want you, Harry!”“We’ve known each other for over five years, and I see no reason to not love you, but we are getting married in a matter of days. Can’t we wait until then,.