She couldfeel the sloppy wetness of their fucking. Go away, shethought to herself, go away go away go away.“Honey, I’m going down to the s...ore. Y’want anything?”“Um… Uh… N… N… No. No. Can’t think of anything.Thanks. Thanks anyway.” Please, please, please go away.“Okay, see ya later, dear.”As Mrs. Smith wandered away, through clenched teeth,between his thrusts, she said to her husband “Please…Open. Carl had come close to giving her her best fuck the other evening, but JAMES!!! HE was MAKING LOVE to her. She was loving what he was doing with her more than she EVER had with ANY other man. Her whole body was on fire with passion.He went down and lifted her hips to put a pillow under her. She helped him to raise her up and spread her legs for him. He gently raised them up, widening her, and ducked his head down to hiss her on her Labia. It tickled a bit, but felt so good. He sucked and licked. It read "U won't need the 'jamas - lover boy!"Jeremy looked at this with amazement. Who could have traced out that message? He opened the window and looked out. There was nobody to be seen. It would, he decided, be possible for a very agile person to climb up to this room via a drain pipe, but he would have surely heard them. He sat down on the edge of the bed and felt faint, as he did so often, lately. Finally he pulled himself together and went back to the window to finish pulling the. He leaned down and kissed her, none of the fever gone, but a gentle passion mixed in with it now. Then lifting his head back up again, he stared into her eyes, as he ran his hand down her body to reach for his throbbing aching member. She felt him grasp it, and move it toward her cleft. Stroking the head of it up and down her body a few times, he sunk into her. Slowly, inch by long throbbing inch he made his way into her, filling her completely, stretching her inner walls so that they clung to.