" Ahh.. Hahhhh.... Eahhhh.... g--god... "My moans coming out naturally. I could feel my lips opening as my pussies juices leaked. I found my hole soak...d, I had one finger pushing inside. My moans grew louder and I was gyrating my hips. I could feel butterflies and electricity. I was going crazy. I reached out and grabbed the dildo. I took it in my mouth first. I knew my wifes body, she could suck my cock balls deep. So I knew this should be easy. I continued fingering myself and started sucking. So were a number of photos, showing the last fewmonths of her time in the UK. Also gone was one of her creditcards, and a number of personal items. She slumped back onto her bed. It could have been anyone,she supposed, but surely there was more than coincidence here.All she had now were her bank-cards to an empty Australianaccount, her flat and clothes. She didn't even have her job, thebearable one, anyway. She had to call the police, and theembassy, but they wouldn't pay for her ticket. ”“We can’t let that happen, Amanda. It would always be hanging over us ... besides, I’m too old for you.”“RUSTY! Will you please stop saying that, and let me decide for myself?”“That’s just it, Amanda! You’re suffering from amnesia – and until you know for sure who your are, who’s waiting for you and what you left behind, it’s up to me to keep either of us from being hurt – if I possibly can.”“Will you answer one last question for me, if I promise not to bring this up again?”“Yes, I’ll always. He moved his hands down to my ass and squeezed as I opened my mouth and let his tongue slide in. I pushed him down onto the bed, climbing on top and straddling my legs on either side of him, leaning down to kiss his neck. He moved his hands under the lacy fabric and rubbed the small of my back. Then, he stopped, pulling away, ‘babe you know I love this, but I can’t do this if it’s not gonna end in something – I’m sorry.’ I nodded, smirking as I kissed his neck to his ear, whispering, ‘who said.