She was our wife. I shuddered, eager for this treat. I sucked on Wahida's nipple while fingering her juicy twat. Her pussy squeezed around my fingers ...hile her hand tightened on my girl-cock.She pumped her hand up and down my cock, my pussy juices dripping down my shaft. Her hand caressed me as I loved her nub. The bed creaked as Talib joined us. He leaned down and nuzzled into our wife's other breast.He sucked on her nipple.Wahida gasped, her pussy clenching hard about my fingers. Her juices. Tentatively she spread them open, but there was a fear I could sense."Are you sure you want me to do this, Sarah?" I asked.She delayed her answer a bit, and then nodded."You have to spread your legs, Sarah," Michelle said to her in a firm but quiet voice.As she did, my hand slip lower onto her bush, down to the mattress and then up again. As I passed the opening of her vaginal, I could feel a warmth that was much higher than her basic body temperature. I flattened my hand and extending my. I guess I’ve got a lot of work to do.”“Yeah. I suggest that we all work on line drives or inside-bends. Some of those men can hit rocket knucklers, which seems almost ... oxymoronic. I think that, because hitting a knuckler requires stopping your follow-through, while one of the aspects of hitting a rocket seems to be a whole-body follow-through. That’s why I suggest working on it with line drives or inside-bends.”After 30 minutes trying to learn how to hit a rocket, Rhee had managed to hit a. Don't look at me like I'm an alien or something! I'm still the same old me!" I just don't understand. Why? I can't imagine you ... I ... I don't know what to think about it. Just give me a minute." Kylie stammered. Jessie didn't reply. She waited for it to sink in. Any minute, Kylie would run away from her, disgusted. "Ok, so you've ... kissed girls. And what else?" Everything. I've gone as far as you can with a girl. Three girls, actually." THREE? Jessie! I can't believe you! I know you said.