This time I am able to hold back my moans of satisfaction while I please my mistress. She starts to thrust her hips up to each of my molestations agai...st her love tunnel, moaning loudly and I can tell she is coming close to her first orgasm. Swirl after swirl, thrust after thrust and rub after rub on her gorgeous bare pussy, I am rewarded with her sweet, sweet load of pussy juice and I drink it all down. As I drink, lick and suck her pussy clean, I enjoy her verbal apreciation of what I had. I suppose I just have enough confidence to assume that she isnt going to fall in love with someone else. She always comes home to daddy and she seems to be a rare woman built for sex, although she doesnt look the part. Seldom wearing or needing make up her long black hair partially covers her Native American features. With blonde highlights streaking through her hair and rose colored sun glasses she can resemble J-Lo at times. My wife looks like the type to have the potential to be wild yet. Her legs parted instinctively as he explored beneath her laced briefs. She glanced into the mirror above them and studied the immense contrast between her petit body against his naked Adonis form. Soon her clothing laid in a crumpled pile beside the bed. The room was hot and steamy, and their body glistened with moisture. He stood in front of her, held her hands above her head, and told her to kneel down. As she descended, her tongue quietly explored his muscular chest. Lower and lower she. She stuffed it deep into her cunt and diddled her clit, enjoying her first orgasm of the evening. The balls felt tight and hot. Jennifer laid them over her satis- fied clit and picked up the little toe. She smiled sucked it for a few minutes, enjoying her afterglow and the pulsating cock in her hole, and bit hard. ——— It was about eleven PM when Tom felt his missing penis being manipulated. He squirmed in frustration and desire as the thief played.