Clete didn’t go in there because he felt too old, and besides he didn’t understand all the varied flavor drinks they served. To Clete all ...hat mattered was “black coffee”. As Clete drove by he saw a number of people outside. In that group he saw Becky. He also saw a man he had arrested several times. This was the kind of guy who hated anybody wearing a dark blue uniform. Clete couldn’t resist the temptation. He stopped to talk to Becky. That way this man. Katie winced in pain but she didn't care by this point. If it helped get him off so bet it. "How about some dirty talking, Freckles?" He proposed. "Maybe it would speed things up!" Katie was appalled to even consider this with anyone but her husband, but the possibility of ending her agony sooner forced her to play along. She knew what men wanted. Joel wanted her to beg for his cock and cum and knew Phil would be no different. "Is this how you like it, Phil? Is this how you want me to stroke. My wife is five foot four and one hundred pounds even. Her best assets are her perfect legs, and her thirty four B cup tits are topped with nipples that are always hard. I could tell Tommy was checking her out every chance he got. Tommy excused himself to use the restroom and while he was gone I asked my wife what she was up to. She gave me a sexy smile and said I'm going to fuck Tommy. I said you think so? She said I know so, you guys are so easy then she stood up and headed to the house. I managed to moved my hands up and cup the bare naked breast with-in my palms and squeezed them. Ria’s hands held tight on my wrist and tried to push them away but I was stronger to keep my grip on her breast and kept folding them. After some time Ria’s resistance turned to sheer desire and she left my wrist and moved her hands on my bare chest to feel the manly muscles. This indicated me that Ria is now on the heat and has been responding to my touch and game of love.I broke the lip lock kiss.