Her labia was hot and dripping, the fabric of her panties concealing the moisture from her sopping hole. She felt him slide down her body, dragging hi... tongue along her skin. He kept both hands on her breasts, however, taking time to cover the front of her wet panties with tender kisses. Cheyenne inhaled passionately. Oh yes please. She brought her hips to his face. He increased his pace, immensely turned on by her moans and movements. Another vicious groan formed in his throat. He couldnt. I knewwhat she was about to say and I stopped her with a motion. I listenedto front door close followed by the sound of feet clomping across theporch."Okay, we can talk now," I said hearing the van pulling away."So what's up?" she asked. "You didn't face off with 'Bo just so Icould get a look at that tunnel thingy." I need your help with some stuff," I said. "Stuff Rambo can't knowabout." No problem," Jesse said, "but let's check out that tunnel first. Thatdamn thing's been driving me crazy. Here, I continued to kiss her as my hands moved lower over her wet body, and I reached and grabbed her arse. She seemed to react surprised, but continued to kiss me. I lowered my hands a little bit more, and picked her up, right there. She responded by putting her legs around me, and holding me. I walked like that into an open bedroom, and dropped her gently on the bed.She looked at me, with her pretty eyes, and seemed to only want to go ahead. I climbed on to the bed, and began to kiss her, on. As with his offer to do the dishes, his mowing the lawn was a rare treat for her. Her husband had refused to do anything with the house. He expected her to take care of everything, work, and still somehow find the energy to have sex with him whenever he felt the urge – usually leaving her unsatisfied.Shaking those thoughts out of her head, Amanda took the dishes to the sink and rinsed them before heading upstairs to begin unpacking.**By the time Nick returned from work, Amanda’s closet and.