If I didn't see her I was going to have to spend the entire evening wondering if she really did do it. Since I didn't actually know what time Jeanne w...s planning to leave, I hurried home. I pulled into our garage at 6:05. I was relieved to see that Jeanne's Honda was still parked in her stall. I went inside. As I approached our bedroom, I could hear Jeanne bustling about. Not having any desire to watch my wife get ready for a date with another man, I retired to the living room and tried to read. His left hand is entwined in her hair, gripping, expressive in its intensity, as she is sucking hard on his cock, her cheeks hollowed with her efforts. As I watch, she brings her lips up to the crown, then plunges down until his pubic hair is tickling her nose. He groans. I groan in sympathy, in anticipation, in youthful exuberance, in sympathy again. The net effect is to make his finger buried deep in the pussy of the girl on the couch to clench, unclench, and clench again. This causes her to. Within moments he was half lying on a nearly naked squirming body.Easing away from her, he then returned to the stroking and caressing which had calmed her earlier and before she really understood what was happening, her body was again responding. A questing finger found first the moisture, and then her clitoris, which set off a veritable firework display of feelings within her. She had never tried more than rubbing herself outside her clothes, so an experienced and expert finger soon had her. She said, ‘Does this give you a hard on?’ Eric just nodded yes as he stared at her shapely body. His cock was instantly hard. She turned all the way around to show all her body. When she was facing him again, she reached behind to unsnap her bra. As she tossed it aside, Eric saw her beautiful firm breasts. She reached up to cup each of them and pointed the nipples straight at him. Eric was sitting with his mouth gapping and stared. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Clara then put her.