She sat next me and noticed that the seat next to me was as empty as the seat next to her. During the first intermission, I offered to buy her a glass...of wine. The scent of her perfume was intoxicating. I moved in closer just to inhale her scent. We took our seats for the second act and our knees touched. She didn't pull away. In the darkness, our hands reached out and I took hers in mine. As the opera moved to its conclusion, I brought her hand to my mouth and tenderly kissed her fingertips. I. When I would first wake up I would take out a school picture I swiped of the only pretty girl left in school and along with it I'd take out my dick. While I laid in bed so groggy I couldn't quite see straight I would stare at the pretty girl's picture and stroke myself to the thought of kissing her, smelling her hair, and touching her boobs and butt through her clothes; I had no idea what it looked like under there so that's as far as I would ever get before I painted my leg. Getting cleaned up. I gasped when he slid two fingers into me; having been aroused most of the day they went in quite smoothly, however, he brushed right past the g-spot and pushed and pushed until he couldn’t get his fingers any deeper. He began thrusting them in and out as fast as he could, fast and deep, fast and out; I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder moaning softly. Jace’s touch did give me some pleasure, albeit, not as much as when I masturbated – then, I’d had a lot more. My sexy wife was wearing a very tight pair of leggings and a thin tank top.The Spandex material of these leggings was all up in her pussy, forming a nice camel toe. Her hard nipples where also visible through her top…I reached out and pinched her pussy lips through the shiny black Spandex. She did not mind that I also pushed the material deeper in between her pussy lips. I felt the heat coming from inside her horny cunt.Ana told me that she had been wearing those leggings all day long; some men.