Of course I don't believe what she said, but it was hot to hear! I tell her, "That's a hot fantasy hon, but I doubt it's going to happen," melting to ...er touch. She leans in, "Oh, really? Well I happen to know for a fact that it's absolutely going to happen." Again, massaging my cock. Her certainty in saying that really affects me -- I mean, it's as if it's a foregone conclusion and my wife and I haven't ever done anything like that, let alone talked about it concerning this couple... "Look at. "Yes! Like that! I love it!" "Baby is this your first time?" "No. I've done this lots of times! Keep fucking me!" I wasn't at all sure we were talking about the same thing. I looked down and saw my cock bulging under her panties, the head ready to plunge out from her waistband. I saw again her navel, and noticed it too was as tight and puckered as her pussy hole. I didn't have time to pry her open. I kept fucking her, or at least her idea of fucking, loving the feeling of her pussy under my. He felt hope leech away with the sweep of the minutes from his mantel clock.In the cold light of morning over a sour, over-strong coffee, a single text message compounded his misery.“Hi, sorry to leave you to it at Club Babylon but we both knew it would end eventually. I’m done with it all and enrolling in college in the autumn. I’ll always think back to our adventures with fondness. In another life, maybe things could have been different between us. So let’s leave it on the high that it was. Need you perfectly awake..."This intregued me even more, his slightly dominant yet assuring voice coming through told me he had something special in mind for me. I eagerly sipped the second cup, and no sooner had I placed it down on the coaster, i felt his arms wrap under me and lift me up into a cradling position. I clung tight to him, giggling slightly, from the mixture of fresh energy and excitedness. He carried me through into our bedroom and dropped me down ontothe fluffy, purple bed,.