Megan had been able to feel her peak coming soon, but she’d known the thing that would make it sweeter. The thing that had come with bedding Elvin. ... She slid her still-damp finger into her tight back channel, and had peaked straight away, inner muscles clenching around the smooth wooden rod and her questing finger. After, she had lain in dazed acceptance, and had gone to sleep wondering if this was the closest she’d ever get to experiencing them again. A sudden silence made her ears prick. “No,” I lied. “Why do you ask?” “Oh, nothing.” She smirked. “But if I had known you wanted to see some sexy underwear, I would have brought you along to go shopping.” She sat on my bed, leaning forward so a bit of purple lace was visible below her shirt. My cock got a little harder and I stuttered, “Uh…” “Look, I’m not going to tell anyone.” She said. “I’m not mad and I don’t see any reason anyone has to know.” I just stared in disbelief. “Stop being such a dork and sit.” She patted the bed. She turned on her back now so it moved it up from back. My heart started pounding seeing her butt so closely, it was round and looking sexy. I was getting around a lot. I kissed on her butt cheeks very slowly. I wanted to put my finger in her butt hole and pussy hole so desperately i was dying. She made a sound so became cautious and moved down and slept on floor till she settles. She turned now facing the ceiling, which made me wonder if she is doing wontedly. I was just enjoying everything. I. Jeanette nodded and returned his smile, and Oliver felt his pulse quicken at the thought of what might come next. He'd told her a little bit of his concerns about his job, and they'd agreed that they'd talk about it after the kids were in bed. But now Oliver found the need to process what was happening at work fading when faced with his wife's bedroom eyes. His wife of 14 years was still gorgeous, with lightly tanned skin, blonde hair cut to hang just to her chin and a body kept lean and firm.