Then I found a story about a drunken wife getting fucked at a party; I downloaded it and printed it off. Without being too obvious I left it out so sh... would find it and read it. What a revelation, she almost raped me that night, she pulling me on top of her and begging me to fuck her, this was not the shy wife I had known for the last five years. After I had spent inside her I quizzed her about it. At first she was embarrassed to talk but after pushing her it all came out. It turned out that. Can I jump on your hardpenis, please, please, it feels so big, please,please?” She wriggled and moaned, eyes closed, mouthopen, feeling his prick rubbing on her puffy mound.Tired of the game but eager for the prize, doing whatshe felt she must to get her car. “You fill me sogood, so deep.” She pulled her tiny thong to the side,all she had on, worn just to tease him, a Vickie’sspecial, extra sexy.“What’s your hurry, honey?” he asked as he switchedhis. So, without a second thought, I lean in and kiss her gently. Her lips meet mine, finding a nice rhythm in a flat second. Parting lips, we kiss gently, lost in the kiss. I can feel the warmth of her touch warming me, just through her lips. I softly moan, loving the need for her. The music, which I didn’t even hear playing, begins to dance into my senses, the tires rolling against the road smooth. The crack of the drivers side window is down, welcoming in just enough fresh air. It allows the. Well we waited till 1 and then when decen folks left and indecent folks got drunk and got their fucks we slipped off and we walked across to the guesthouse. She opened her room and just dropped her sari off. I just untied her petticoat and started unhooking her blouse. she made short order of my shirt and pants and while I removed my shoes, she kept her stilleto-sandals on.She was wearing thongs and I thot deja vu almost every new gen gals seem to prefer thongs. and her boobs were 36D. She just.