Clapping sound of my wife's ass is so loud that it can be heard anywhere in our home, even in distant rooms. But we try to fuck even louder to pay mor... attention to us. All other people are hearing this sound and they know that we are fucking now. Perhaps they are talking about us at this moment and discussing our sex. They are surely discussing my thick dick, my wife's ass and her big boobs which are usually almost visible when someone comes to us. I always ask my wife to do so. I like very. " That's ok ma'am, it was just a little unexpected is all." I said."Please call me Madeline. The practice is about to start if you are ready. Mark, you can set up over by the piano. There's a music stand you can use."I went over and got my guitar out and began the process of getting it in tune. If you have never tuned a 12 string, it takes a while. Each major string has to be tuned, and then the octave strings have to be tuned to the majors. It wasn't far out, just a day's worth, so I was ready. ” he said as he dropped to his knees, his face only a few inches from her thong. He could smell her pussy now. His mouth watered as it always had when he smelled her dirty panties. Her scent did things to him that no woman ever has. With his index finger he rubbed the purple material from bottom to right over her swelling clitoris--stroking her lightly. She sighed, surprised at this new boldness.“Do you like how they feel, Daddy?”“Yes, baby, I like these. They are snug.”“Good, I’ll try on. They will all be back next Thursday for the wedding. I stayed to help out.’ She smiled now, much happier that her emotional relationship with Mike had been sorted out. ‘Weddings are such fun aren’t they?’ Nardo was busy introducing Amy to everyone. Jo said her mum and dad had gone to stay with one of Nardo’s friends in Florence for a few days because most of the arrangements for the wedding had been sorted. So we all sat down for lunch, chatting about our wedding and the wedding to come. Jo.