He closed his eye and rested, leaning against Maddie.In an impossibly short time, Leslie arrived with the book they had requested. It came in a plain ...anvas bag with a reference number stamped on the side. The catalog description had simply said, “Old Bible, inscribed ‘In memory Elyssa and Bjorn Wyrich—undated.’”“We have hundreds of these old Bibles in the stacks,” Leslie said as she laid the book on the table. “If it’s in a canvas bag like this, then usually its condition isn’t too good. So be. Reluctantly, I stopped my fingers working slowly on her soaked crotch so I could pull down her t-shirt a little, wetly kissing down her spine. I could smell her juices on my fingers and allowed myself a quick lick – pure heaven. Crouching down slowly behind her, Teresa had to release her grip on my throbbing cock. My hands were all over her back and sides as I kissed my way round the dimples in small of her back. Now facing her beautiful buttocks, I tugged down her cycling shorts, her knickers. Tonight was some of the best sex that I had ever had. I knew that I wanted more of this.I went back into my bedroom, undressed, and got in bed with my wife. She shrugged her shoulder when I tried to cuddle up to her. I reached over and grabbed a handful of tit. I squeezed it hard enough to make her cry out. Then just for the hell of it I told her to suck my cock. She did without any more coaxing either. It wasn’t great and I hardly had any cum to give her but at least she did as she was told.I. Holding me down, not letting me backstroke towards the tip of his cock. His hands applying more pressure, until I felt his tip of his cock move past my uvula, past the point where I thought his cock could go no further. It was in my throat and was so deep that my nose was pushing against his pubes and my chin was pressed firmly into his black balls. I looked up at him wide-eyed, my eyes starting to water. All the while he was looking right down at me.“Yea, that’s it, take it deep, hold it.