I was also surprised to see his hand on her bare thigh, stroking it up and down. The boy was getting bolder. When we arrived at the apartment block, I...paid off the taxi while Mitch and the girls unfolded themselves from the back seat and straightened their clothes once again. “Well, goodnight and thanks for a really great evening...” I heard Mitch beginning to say behind me. I turned. “You can’t just leave us now,” Carmen insisted. “It’s only eleven thirty. I’m not nearly ready for my own bed. I sit on your thigh rubbing myself on you while moaning into your ears and reaching for your bulge. I wonder if it was too early, but your loud giving in moan tells me otherwise. When you finally reach for my breasts and start kneading them gently, I just wish time would stop and we could do this for ever. But your hand strokes me faster now, pinching my nipple a few times it makes me want more of you. I want your hands all over me as I start licking your neck and unbuttoning your jeans. When. My wife Mandy is a world-class cock sucker. In fact she would much rather suck my cock and swallow a hot load than simply fuck. Its not uncommon for her to blow me three or four times most days, and to drink down every last drop. Hell, shes even demanded that I let her suck me, and if that hasnt worked, shes actually begged me to put my cock in her mouth! Simply put, my wife is probably every guys fantasy woman. She is addicted to cum: partly because of the power she feels, and partly because. She slowly walked around pulling the white sheets off of the furniture, admiring the craftsmanship that went into making such nice pieces. Anna gathered up the sheets and moved them to the laundry room, piling them up to wash later. Suddenly she heard a bell ringing near the living room. Waking back to investigate she sees an older lady at the front door. Anna walked over to the door, opening it up to this old lady caring a basket full of goodies. “Hello you must be the new owner of the house!.