I glance at my sleeping snoring husband with guilty thoughts. “What the hell? I need some release.” I close my eyes and picture my cyber friend ag...in. His eyes, his smile, his body, and of course his amazing cock. I feel myself start to get a little moist so I look over at my husband again. He’s still snoring away.I gently peel off my white t shirt that I’m wearing and kick of my black cotton panties. I lay there still on my back for a moment picturing my friend in my mind. I bring both my. My bottom is bouncing all over his lap and he tightens his grip, slap after slap comes down on my bare bottom. Mischievously I ease my legs apart displaying the peach of my sex, enticing him to touch. It works and his hand is under me, two fingers delving inside, stroking and my body starts to sync with it finding the rhythm of his fingers, and then wet with my juices his fingers tease the rosebud of my arsehole and I push back willing them entry. "Not yet," he says. "Bad girls have to be. His eyes trailed up from her black high heel shoes, sheer black knee-high stockings topped with a pink garter wrapped around the smoothest, cinnamon-toned legs he’d ever seen, a black pea coat under which he could guess was lingerie, all leading up to a face that could rival Aphrodite herself. She had piercing green eyes framed with thick, long lashes, a full pair of rosy lips, and jet black hair cut into a short dramatic bob that swept her collar bone. He blinked a few times at the. I felt my hole stretch as a second finger moved in me. Pushing them deep in me I soon felt the wonderful feeling as my ball sack filled. I had to bend over and stick my butt out as he pressed a third finger against my now swollen hole. As a sting shot through me with him pushing a third finger in me, I began to cum. As my dick thronged pushing my seed up and out of my dick, it felt like my butt gripped his fingers each time my dick pumped. I had to hold on to him as my butt pulled his fingers.