That night, my wife initiated sex, and I treated her like I was training for a marathon. When we were finished, she had commented it was some of the b...tter sex that we had shared, so I had my program set for the next day. As my sister and I were driving to the hotel, she had stated that she would not divulge our little secret, because since she had divorced her husband, all she could do was think about me, and she did not want to mess up our impending arrangement. Apparently, her husband,. Even the little girl’s voice in his head is laughing with him; they are now conversing mind to mind, almost all the time during his conscious hours. A lovely voice that charms and captivates him. When he asks who she is, the apparently honest reply of ‘Thomasina fforde’, is confusing, while the very woman named is sitting opposite his place at the table, smiling sweetly as if totally unaware of his internal conversation with an external consciousness. Is he going mad, never having heard voices. . if it weren't for the surrounding peaks, I could probably see forever.'But, I can't believe how cold the nights get, even in the middle of the summer.' With that, Chris reached back inside the camper and grabbed his coat. Bone tired after pulling in late and getting everything set up, he'd dropped it just inside the door on his way to bed last night.Chris had no sooner zipped his jacket up than his nose picked up the odor of a nearby campfire. 'Even that smells good, ' he thought with a. Chris stepped behind his mother and grabbed her by her hips, standing her up. She stayed bent over at the waist so she could continue to suck Krista's pussy. She spread her legs and arched her back, giving Chris the perfect angle to slip his cock deep inside of her. And deep it went. She felt the head spread her nice and wide, then she felt it travel up the length of her hot cunt. Her moans vibrated Krista's clit, making her giggle.Chris started slow at first, just wanting to prolong being able.