From her position, Jemma couldn't see it.'What is it? Ooh!'Jemma suddenly felt Hope's hand on her, apparently bare, thigh.'Oh nothing, just slid up a ...it,' Hope said. 'How...? How does it feel?''I told you: I feel just like you do.''Yeah, I know that. I meant... like it?''I...' something stirred within Jemma.Hope pulled back her arm, suddenly afraid.'S-sorry, I...''No!' Jemma was a bit loud again. 'I mean: no. Don't stop.'Hope's expression was relief and mischief.'No?' she asked.'No,' said. .OOOOHHHH CURTIS!!!!!!And Boom...she sat back on his chest and she gushed again!Now I'm thinking about how easy it was to talk her into this date with Curtis. I thought she was just doing it to humor my perverted fantasy but now I'm seeing how silly I was. I'm also thinking how much tamer she would have been if she knew that I was watching from a few feet away. Sonja laid back on the bed so Curtis could get on top and do all the work. If you haven't watched your wife fucking right in front of. Given her current status, that may not always be the best thing.Her back was to me while I sat at her kitchen table. She was talking about her frustrations with everything going on, troubles at work with the long days and being pregnant, not sure how the relationship would turn out, and so on. All I could see was her ass in black Capri exercise pants. She wore tiny white ankle socks and kept curling her toes under her feet as she stood.I was completely captivated. Her hips cocked back and. May we come in?" asked the man. He was slightly shorterthan John, but had broad shoulders and a physical presence that instantlyintimidated him. The man had hard green eyes and close-cropped reddishbrown hair that was turning grey at the temples. The woman regarded Johnsilently. She had ebony hair pulled back into a severe bun that was heldin place by some sort of silvery net. She had a cold beauty with ivoryskin, surprisingly red lips, and dark eyes that she kept averted from him.Her coat.