He told me how much he loved my wet tight cunt…He was pounding me at a pretty good pace and I told him that I felt like he was going to make me cum ...ecause it felt real good…Finally he made me cum and I cried like a bitch in heat as he filled my full stretched wet cunt. Then he slipped out; inserted his long fingers inside my cunt and made me bend over my waist. Soon he shoved his fingers deep in my butthole and lubed up my tight asshole.He grabbed my hips and suddenly jammed that rock hard. Your breast in one hand, deft fingers of your other hand tickle the lips you so dearly want kissed, sending yet another sweet shiver through your increasingly receptive body. Shifting in your seat to get more comfortable causes you to lose touch, but only for the briefest moment. The smile on your lovely face broadens as the wine and the music continue to dance in your mind with the sexy thoughts that have come for their so very welcome visit. Your head tilts back as the pleasure of the moment. "Morgan, honey, Robert is my ex-husband," said Amanda. "So you're the guy she's told me so much about," he said. I think I actually grimaced. We all adjourned inside. The waitress was quick to have the coffee in front of us, but only brought two menus; well, she had just got done cleaning up after me and Stephanie. Amanda seemed anxious to talk, and so she did. "How are you doing, Robbie?" she said. Stephanie smiled. "Good, and you, Amanda?" I said. My tone was flat, but not completely. Satisfied with her answer I decided to reward her. I grabbed the small of her thin waist and pounded myself roughly down into her, being sure to graze her walls with each entrance. Her slick cove moistened even more around me as it once again coated my surprisingly still rock hard member. I grabbed a fist full of her hair with my free hand and started to pull her into me. “Fuck me back you slut fuck your brother! Push that fat ass back into me make me feel it!”“I feel all of you! I fucking feel.