I continue sucking it, as my tongue tantalizes the shaft, and my fingers caressed your balls.”“Uh-uh mmmmm, I wish you were really doing that! God...I love the way you describe what you are doing to my dick! Now, touch your hot cunt for me baby, that’s it play with your throbbing clit, and finger-fuck yourself.“Oh, my god, baby you sure know how to push my buttons. I can imagine watching you stroke your cock. Harder baby, that’s it, mmmmm, yes. Oh fuck, I’m rubbing my clit for you. It feels so. Fitz wanted to get laid again tonight, plain and simple. His wife was a great lay. That wasn’t being disrespectful; that was just a happy fact of his life. What’s more, she knew it. To Deirdre, sex was about satisfying animal drives. One day she might service Fitz with the devotion of a Roman slave girl. Another time she would ride him like a stallion. It just depended on the moment. For all the carnal benefits life with Deirdre afforded, Fitz also had intimate knowledge of her tempers. She. She did so to show her great boobs. i literally tore off her bra and did a number on her nipples. i kissed and licked and sucked her awesome boobs. now she wanted my penis into her sweet mouth. she showed me heaven. watching all this action my friend cummed. watching him do so made me cum. to my great pleasure she drank all my cum. now it was his turn to explore his own mom. and he went great with it. he immediately went for her boobs and put his penis inside her cleavage. aunty pressed her. What I couldn't understand was Wendy's attitude toward me. How could she possibly believe that I would accept her nonsense? What really disturbed me was her telling me that she had one night stands and —how did she put it — parking lot romances? And that she had me eat her pussy after some other guy had been in it. If I really believe that our marriage would be over. I HAD to believe that she was just saying that to sound me out on whether or not I would be open to what she wanted to do.I know..