While my husband was pouring us another drink I walk up and stood behind him placing my hands on his chest. I first squeezed his chest and then slowly...started running my hands down his body untill they wear under his pants. He asked and now? I replied while massaging his cock and balls that I'm horny and want you to fuck me my love. He then turned around and turned me around. He pushed me to the kitchen counter and stood behind me. He move his hands under my pants and started rubbing my horny. He kept himself fit. His cock tented a pair of western style boxers. It wasn’t ‘nearly as big as mine. “Don’t hold back your passions around her.”“You make me very wet,” the girl moaned. “My ... my...”“Pussy?” I suggested.She nodded her head. “My pussy is so very wet and...” She licked her lips. “You will fuck me? I never fuck cock so big before.”“Absolutely,” I groaned, then glanced over at Njam as he shoved down his boxers. An idea popped into my head. “We’re going to share you. Doesn’t that. Look I just saw the blotter report on Cynthia Robinson. Anything you can tell me about it?" That Mrs. Jonathan Robinson? I haven't even seen the write up on it yet. Hell I didn't know it happened until you just told me." Can you give me a call when you do?" You know I can't discuss an ongoing investigation with civilians." Frank waited for several seconds and added, "Of course you're not exactly a civilian; not sure what you are but you're not a civilian. What's your interest?" I'll let you. The plain black dress slacks are unfastened and slowly slide down her well-shaped legs to reveal that she is wearing crotchless pantyhose. A tiny black triangle of silk covers the object of my desire. She heads to my closet and dons the pair of black heels she finds there and then heads back toward the bed. Now here I am on my back on the black silk sheets with Wendy on top of me seated on my thighs. My rock hard cock is pushing against the cloth of my boxers as she kisses and licks my neck and.