I moan louder, filling the space of the candlelit room. I buck my hips, murmuring for more of this and any other touch. He heeds my call and thrusts h...s middle and index finger deep within me, filling me. My heart pounds, pumping so hard I fear he hears it. My body arches into his skillfull touch. I need, want and crave so much more, I want it harder, faster and deeper, I want his cock instead of his fingers, but he will not sooth this need untill I cum for him. I know this without. Charlie, on the other hand, was losing all control. She begged for me to rub or lick her clit, or to put my cock into her, or just make her come. She groaned in frustration and then wailed as I penetrated her with my finger, and then two fingers. Each time she arched her hips, I stopped teasing her.I looked and saw that her eyes were closed and her head swung back and forth on the pillow. Her breath was rapid and she was biting her lip as she tossed. Finally I put my hands under her knees and. I took that opportunity to test the water and responded that he didn’t have to be the only lucky guy. We were stunned for a moment as he processed what I had said. When it sunk in, he smiled. It wasn’t long before we were in his room and I was dropping to my knees and undoing his pant… taking out his cock … taking it in my mouth! Hubby watched with excitement. It was overwhelming! Thank god he was a good size, about 7.5 inches. I loved it when he would tell my husband how good my mouth was, and. “Turn off the heater, will you?” she asked. The temperature comfortable for sitting still practically naked getting your hair brushed was too warm for sleeping under a blanket. She didn’t even have the blanket turned on that night. And Bill, who wanted less heat than she did, didn’t turn the heater off until she asked him to. He complied and slid into the bed on his side.“Darling,” he said. He leaned over her for a deep kiss.“I’m definitely not fertile yet,” she reminded him when they broke the.