Amanda matched my strokes, returning my thrusts with thrusts, mypushes with pushes and grinding her pelvis into mine as I became buriedto the hilt in ...er gushing cunt. Again and again I slowly stroked my hard cock into her wetpussy. She was softly moaning, squeezing my ass and lightly scratchingmy back as I fucked her deep and slow. Her pussy was becoming drenched,her wetness flowing freely, coating my thick cock and both our pubicareas. I lowered myself onto my elbows and continued to. It only took her ten minutes to arrive at the doorstep of the Wilsonschateau. She had noticed a white Prius parked by the side and assumedthat Katherine must be having guest at that moment. Claire had thoughtabout coming back the next morning until she recalled that one of thecommittee member was also driving a white Prius. Had Katherine knownabout the problem and had already called for an emergency committeemeeting? Maybe she had failed to reach Claire as well. There was anobvious respite in. "I want to talk to this pussy and I want him to hear me."Stephen nodded to her, and Melanie got up and walked across the room and sat in the chair. She leaned forward in it, scared at what might happen.John, still standing, leaned forward and asked, "What kind of fag listens to his own wife get fucked by a stranger. I ought to kick your fucking ass."Stephen flinched as if from a blow. He was a good looking man, professional in appearance, about the same size as his wife in height. Obviously. I had never seen a women’s pussy so close. I touched her pussy and heard moaning,” mmm… lick it…” I obliged and started licking my darling’s love organ. I pulled her pussy lips with both my hands and saw her clit. It looked like a rose. A rose with the aroma that no other rose in the world has. I was just licking and kissing her rose petals. With my each touch she was moaning out her pleasure song. She grabbed my head with her fingers tugged in my hair. She pushed my head deep between her.