As i toss your pants off to the side my lips giuding my toung over your firm nipples i can feel your hands going through my hair. you grab my shirt an... start removing it. as you do i unbutton my pants and let them fall down. i gently push you back on the bed so that i am now layng on top of you. our bodies glisstening with sweat. i kiss you on your luciouse lips once again. my leg sliding inbetween yours. i can feel the warmth of you naughty spot and it make me so hot.our bodys rubbing together. My name is Alexand and you do not need to know my last name but I am 5'10 and of medium build with hazel coloured eyes and a somewhat striking face some even call me handsome. My wife's name is Lucilla and she is 5'6 and a very attractive woman with a classic coke bottle figure. She and I had known one another from high school and had once gone on a date when we were nineteen. I had been pulled over by some white policemen and dragged out of the car because I matched the description of an armed. I bet your husband enjoys what I taught you. I want to see if you remember.” I couldn’t breathe. My body was heaving as my heart thundered against my chest. My panties were sopping wet with my pussy juice. I hadn’t felt like this for years. Brandon pushed my hair back with his hand, and kissed my neck, my knees buckled slightly at his touch, to which he put his other arm around my waist and held me close to him. His mouth found mine and he slipped his tongue in, to meet mine. He was always such. ” “Sure, Mom,” said Jill. “I’ll do anything for you.” Mommy looked at her daughter. She’d grown into a fine young woman, with large, firm tits and a nice big round ass. As Jill sat down on the bed, Mommy noticed that the mini-skirt Jill was wearing rode up her thighs just enough for Mommy to see that Jill wasn’t wearing any panties. This made Mommy think that her idea might work. “Jill, I’m still not feeling very well. Daddy has been taking good care of me, but I’m just not up for having sex.