With bugging eyes, I watched her fingers clutch her pussy lips and slowly pry them apart. By the time she was finished, her twat was open at least six...inches wide and I was looking straight up inside her.Then, the mother got up and walked over beside me. "Do you like cunt, Mrs. Robinson?" she asked as she stroked my hair.I was too flustered to answer."I'll bet you do," Mrs. Fisher cooed. "Perhaps you'd like to see where my daughter inherited her lovely specimen. She stepped in front of me, and. My driver was partially trapped under the vehicle, and as I pulled on the collar of his flak vest, I thought that he didn’t weigh much and, with no particular haste, that adrenaline surely does make you stronger. I didn’t actually see that the lower half of him was missing until I noticed the blood trail we were leaving. I looked over his shoulder and saw the shiny white of his pelvic bones. I remember thinking that I wasn’t going to be able to use the tourniquets inside the pockets of his BDU. She was doublyaroused, feeling the heated stiffness of his cock in her hand and the delightfulstroking of her virginal groove. No wonder people talked about sex so much! Thiswas much more fun than she ever had expected!“Oooooh, Herb!” Gail breathed, feeling her whole body shiver with tingling passion.“Yes . . . it-it feels so damned good! Please . . . more, Herb . . . more!”Herb grinned in the darkness. He could tell that Gail was shaking with arousal. Herheated little cuntal slit was so creamy. She finished her bath and towled herself dry. She was feeling fantastic, she walked out of the bathroom, naked, into the bedroom towards her husband who was sat on the settee reading the paper. She leant over from behind, her breasts brushing either side of his head. He leant back and they kissed, passionately. ‘Let’s go out, I feel like dancing’ she said. ‘OK’ replied her husband. ‘We’ll eat first though, yeh?’ he said ‘ok’ answered Debs.Her husband got up and went to the bathroom to get.