My clitty wasrock hard and pointing a bit backwards. I opened cream, and took someon my fingers. Slowly I started to massage my ass entrance, lubricat...ngit with cream. Guy on the film was now fucking girl's ass hard.Suddenly I pushed my middle finger against my ass entrance and itopened. I started to finger myself first with one and after with twofingers. Feeling was sensational. My clitty was on the edge, throbbingand pulsating. It was time to try my imagine cock now. I took thecandle and. She closed her eyes and began drifting off. The car's swaying soon became the gentle motion of a water bed. The fingers now touching the tender areas on the inside of her thighs were those of her husband, John. The swooning had begun, accompanied by the characteristic low moans. Her hips instinctively moved in rhythm with the prodding fingers and the petting on the inside of her legs. Her journey to paradise had begun. The swaying ended abruptly with a jolt as the penis was yanked from her. "Alright, if she wanted it she was going to get it. "Gloria, I am sick ofliving the way we do, Molly on the other side of the country or if she'shere she is running around after you. We finally seem to have most ofour personal shit sorted out and now she isn't here. This isn't what Isigned up for."She sighed deeply glancing around looking for something before shemumbled anxiously, "Christ, do you have anything to drink in here?"I went over to the drinks cabinet and poured her a glass of wine.. Paul was tall with a muscular build and long, blond hair. Emmy might not have even noticed him had it not been for the way his striking blue eyes seemed to pierce her soul when their gaze locked on each other from across the room. Moments later, he appeared with a glass of wine for her.“Thank you, but no. I don’t accept drinks from strangers,” Emmy said.“Smart woman,” he responded as he set the glass down on a nearby table. “I’m Paul, nice to meet you.” He held out his hand.“I’m Emmy,” she.