I filled my now empty palm with spit and rubbed it all over Suzies little cunt then placed the tender strand of my cock head there, pressing and rubbi...g into the excruciating softness of her slit and clit. My hand when under her shirt and found a pouty little nipple I held it in my fingers and pulled gently. Suzie was breathing heavy but didnt move or take her eyes off the TV screen. Suddenly I knew I couldnt take any more of her soft pussy on my cock head. I moved the head up to her soft flat. I didn't know what to say. I mean I had heard of things like that, but it was hard to believe people actually did that kind of stuff in real life. Not in Montana, for god's sake. "Tight?" I said finally. "How--what do you--"She still wasn't looking at me. "They're adjustable," Abby says. She's breathing a little harder now, and her voice is still low but it sounds kind of strained. "They have--these kind--they have like little screws, you can make them as tight as you want. Or not. Ramsey told. You and your husband can remain as my guest and at my expense."I could tell that Susan's breath was quickening. Her hand squeezed mine tightly. My twelve years of experience with her failed me. I could think of nothing else to do but allow Susan the opportunity to respond."Frank, you're question, is, as you have imagined, way out of line. I really should slap you." I understand my dear. I do. And I do not deny that it would be entirely justified." Are we through here?" my wife, curiously, made. Gradually her fingers increased speed an intensity on my clit. I was so turned on that I’d almost forgotten what she’d asked but then, as she continued to tease she started to push the handle of her brush into my pussy. I groaned as it went deeper inside me, feeling myself throbbing on and squeezing it as it moved but then I felt it hit my hymen and Gemma held it still. Gemma’s fingers hadn’t stopped teasing my clit, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came again and was moaning louder and.