The bitch had locked it..i tried again just in case,i couldnt bastard i said as I stuck my ear to the door..they were really going for it and i heard ...im say "go on bend over sexy fucker,let me see that arse"a few moans later and the bed was rocking again..i was well hard but i wanted to see but i couldnt so i said to my wife "hun please open the door" to which she replied " not yet cant ya hear im busy"..well that just teased me.I wanked my cock harder and harder and i so wanted to cum but i. And he always had good comments about her work. Then again he was positive about everyone's stuff. Still it was better than the usual assholes who feel like they need to trash everything to show how intellectual they are. "Yeah," Anne affirmed noncommittally. "I really liked what you wrote this week." "Thanks, Justin." She nervously touched her hair. "The whole thing about leaving your mark on the world, it's like, I really identified with that." "Thanks," Anne said coldly, and started. ..Good".Anne Marie was insatiable now, and on the ride to the green, she made me reach into her panties to feel how wet she was. She was dripping, so I gently slipped my finger inside of her. That was it. She actually had an orgasm on the way to the eighteenth green. When we drove up to the green Billy was pouting as he approached his put. He said "How about a kiss if I sink this put?...come on, it's a twenty five footer" Anne Marie looked at me, then right into Billy's eyes and said "If you. I pulled my body into hers and pushed my chest against her. I let our breasts come together as our bodies melted into one. Her sweet taste of her tongue was inside my mouth. I could feel her body touching me, her hands now running up and down my spine. I wanted her to touch me so badly.I reached down and touched her moist pussy. I wondered if she was wet or just sweating. I found her clit and rubbed it with my finger. I made little circles rubbing her hard making her moan. She dug her nails.