Moving himself even higher on her to ensure that his shaft would stimulate her swollen clit, he began a steady withdrawal until just his tip was withi... the saliva-slick lips of her cunt before sinking down into her once more, slowly establishing a steady rhythm of thrusting and withdrawal. Beneath him, she thrilled to the pumping of his thick cock, distending her sensitive cunt as few others had before, and as her husband was incapable of doing with his barely average sized tool. Her swollen. I stared at Barbara for the longest time. Her blond hair was straight and short, and its pale coloring made it look as if she wore a cap of gold, or donned a gilded halo. Lying as she was on Karen, her youthful, firm breasts pressed hard against my wife’s chest, and each time she inhaled, they seductively pushed out to the side. She had an athletic build, born from the fact she always tended toward the tomboy in her teens, and was still continually active in sports. Yet, I could still see a few. I learned later. In any event, the handholding made me feel like we’d reconciled (for whatever fight we’d just had). Striding briskly to the restaurant — a small, immaculate, family run place that had great Middle Eastern food — through the frigid, deserted, and dark streets she must have decided that staying with numbers couldn’t be all bad because she brought up a trivia movie game we did some variation of frequently. ‘OK,’ she said, walking even more briskly now but, I hoped, continuing her. I bet I could make you cum again.”“Ok.”She laughed. “Not tonight, silly. Maybe another time.”She stood up. His cock slipped from her hole andslapped against his thigh. Iris groaned. “God, I feelso empty now. Your cum is dripping all down my legs.It’s like, all warm and sticky. I knew you had a lot.”“Is it too much?”Iris touched his cheek. “You’re so sweet. You got somuch to learn. Don’t you know you can never give a.