I felt so completely satisfied from the drinks, the food, and the unbelievable sex. Like a warm puddle. With the rocking of the bus, Even as my body f...lt so sated, my mind was somewhat conflicted. Was the night real? Did we imagine it? It truly felt hard to believe as our heads and hearts were still pounding from the night's earlier events.I dozed off against his chest, thinking about what happened to me the last time I was leaning back against him. Mmmmm. When hubby stirred me awake, I opened. Reeves grunted again, and the wetness got a lot worse. She was peeing!Her teacher’s urine was soaking into her clothes as it gushed out and down, and that transferred onto Melanie’s clothes as well. Even the fronts of her thighs were getting trickled on through the fabric of her teacher’s skirt, which was pressed tight between them. Still too stunned and desperate to think on her own, still relying on her trust and new love for her teacher, Melanie remained motionless and in physical agony. Her. My wife answered that just one of us would be tasting this time. We were standing next to the other couple at the bar - my wife next to the man, me to the left of her, and his wife to his right of him. I have a thing for my wife's butt. I love to touch and rub it! I was standing there playing with her butt while listening to them talk about how the grapes were grown and processed to get the flavor. Like I said, I don't care too much for red wine. I was rubbing her butt, sometimes lifting her. He forced her to graze that place inside her and felt the tension in her loins build.Tight and on the precipice of orgasm, she begged to take her climax and he fed from its power. He rolled and pinched the tight stubs of her erect nipples and drew pleading groans from her pouting lips. Three times, he denied her until he felt the full swell of her taut vaginal muscles. Beads of perspiration fell from her brow, her expression pained with the need for release; Harry looked into her eyes and felt.