Mrs. Littlewood still had her right hand raised to the side of her head, the comb in her fingers. She continued to look at Finn in the mirror, and the... finally she dropped her right hand, put the comb down on the dressing table and used both hands to close the peignoir.Finn cradled the packages in his arms and he hurried out of the room.The daily routine continued as before and Mrs. Littlewood made no mention of what had happened. But soon after that Finn was told that on weekday mornings after. When we got in the room she went to the bathroom, and the husband and I stripped down to our jockey shorts. He told me she loved sex, however they were not into anything too kinky..no anal sex..When she came out of the bathroom she was wearing only her bra and panties, they were very nice a lacy. She came directly to me, put her arms around my neck and we began kissing. Then to the bed and I got the bra and panties off. Her breasts were small and with nice big nipples which I began sucking. The debates can be lively, but we reach the necessary compromises on raising kids, giving to charity, and that kind of thing. I’m not saying it’s for everyone, but it does work, if you work at it.”I nodded, “My mom said marriage is hard work, and I believe her. I guess I’m looking for as much in common as possible to reduce the potential friction points.”Doctor Hart laughed softly, “This may sound odd, but if you have nothing big to fight about, you’ll fight about trivial things. It’s human. Her pussy was swollen and wet, already aroused from his previous attention. He positioned himself on the bed behind her, kneeling poised to enter her doggie style. I watched from below as he stretched a condom over his hard veiny cock. He pressed the head against her opening and then, in what seemed like one big thrust, entered her deeply. She let out a big moan and I worked my tongue against her clit even more frantically. With each deep thrust, his balls mashed across my face, I could.