I could hear my wife saying “fuck my pussy, slam that cock deep inside of me.” As he was asking her if she “liked that cock going in our little ...et pussy,” and I heard her reply “Oh yeah, fuck that pussy Brandon.” I could tell by the moans and the look on my wife’s face that she was really enjoying his cock being in her wet horny pussy. As he continued to pound her pussy I could see her muscles beginning to tighten up as she was getting closer to Cumming all over his cock. My wife then told. I looked towards the bed as she wheeled herself beside it and prepared to transfer herself to it from her chair. "Wait," I told her, and quickly positioned myself to help her onto her bed (one thing that I DO know how to do is help challenged people to and from their wheelchairs). Gaby threw her arms around my neck and clasped her hands and I lifted her from the chair, pushed it out of the way and lowered her onto the bed. I kissed her again. She kissed back passionately, drilling deep into. The second night they went to a movie. It wasn’t long before the hand that was around her shoulder dropped to her breast. Although she was still a virgin at nineteen, many boys had fondled her breast and some had almost gotten a finger up her pussy, but she had hung tough with the notion she was saving that for her husband. That night she was wearing jeans and she let Frank massage her through the material of the jeans, but stopped him as he tried to unzip them. When they got home, they set. Her budding breasts tented the top. A thin white bra strap peeked out from the edge of one of the top’s shoulder straps. Her slacks were the same color as the top and were cinched at the waist, but they were loose enough so they only hinted at the finely shaped bottom and legs they covered. A good figure was necessary to make the outfit look good, and Cynthia had a super figure. The young woman walked past him, into the kitchen. As she passed him, Ben smelled a soft, fruity scent, either from.