Before long, she was slamming her pussy and butt up against the wall, the sound of it reverberating through the room. Her moans and whimpers were gett...ng louder and louder and I could tell that her body was close to orgasm. She gently rubbed her clit with her hand while she took the strangers cock all the way into her pussy. I could tell the stranger was building up too. He was perfectly still before, a slave to my wife’s pleasures, but now he was fucking her, meeting her every stroke. My cock. And at the same time she told everyone they ain't seen nothing yet!Brett Faison finished the segment promising that CFPL would air the entire game Saturday morning at 11 o'clock.I looked at Wendy just she looked at me, and we grinned. I raised my hand and looked at her, expectantly. After a moment, she raised hers, and I slapped it, yelling "Go Saints!" Yeah! Go Saints!"Suddenly, we were swapping slaps around the team, and it seemed quickly to slow down to swapping hugs. I felt tears come to my. ” I could see the bulge in his pants before he even said it, “I get hard just thinking about it.” I said, “I know, I can see that.” He put his hand over his tent and gave it a squeeze and squirmed a bit. He repositioned it pointing up toward his middle. I guess it was uncomfortably constrained pointing down. Not having one I didn’t really know. Then he slowly, gingerly took my hand and guided it down. I let him. Truthfully I wanted to feel it and didn’t need much pushing. I rubbed him through. He pulls your thighs back and pushes your knees together. With his other hand he reaches around and pushes your head hard, but with tenderness, down further into the folds of your bed. At first you begin to worry that he won’t let you up for air, then you move your face and gulp. His other hand is gripping your ass so tight you know there will be bruises, but your mind has disappeared. All you can feel is his fingers gripping your scalp through your tangled hair. You can hear his growl. You can.