The sight of it sliding in and out of your pussy makes me even harder. There's another word that processes acoss the stage of my mind: pussy, cunt, sl...t, hole, well of womanhood...ever more obscene, ever more erotic. Each moment I can see a woman's cunt is precious to me. My hips spasm at times as nature takes over and I reflexively thrust into you, at times making you fall forward onto my arms, or even having to put your hands out to steady yourself. You're fucking so hard that you're losing. “He was ... He didn’t make any move on me at the time. He just sat there and helped me out – like he was a bloody priest! He’s had enough of me and my problems. I think he just put up with me towards the end. I’m sure he was relieved when I left.”“Apart from that first time, you only turned up on his doorstep because you were in trouble, but each time he was delighted to see you; isn’t that the truth?”Claire thought for a moment. “That’s what I mean, he wouldn’t say he’d had enough of me, even. ” He then caught his father up on the progress he had made, the work left to be done and his plan for completing it. He finished with, “I think I’ll go fishing now.” to which Dan replied “Have fun.” With that Scott walked back to their old farm truck, opened the door and pulled out a well-worn pair of cutoff shorts. As he was with the truck door open and the positioning of the truck he was shielded from view from our house, the road, and anyone in the pasture but his father and me. He just. I could clearly see the moment he puts his fingers inside… my wife raised her buttocks to make it easy for him.. Wow what a site it was, I loved this view of my wife raising her buttocks and letting the fingers of a stranger go inside and feel her wetness. Karan did the work with his fingers and then raised her panty back to cover her ass and asked her to turn around. My wife turned and kept her eyes closed. I guess she was too shy to look at Karan. Now Karan sat near her head and started to.