Jacie, giggling as Steven slid his hands onto her toned buttocks, gasped as he pulled her groin against his. “What the hell is in your pocket?” A...ked Jacie, breaking the kiss, her hands searching his pockets. Steven just smiled as her hands fell upon his stiff cock. “Ah” breathed Jacie, pulling her hands away. Steven grabbed her wrists quickly, guiding her hands back to his bulging jeans. “It’s ok,” he said, “you can touch if you like.” “I haven’t, er, I mean, no I thought-“ Steven cut. "I see a concerned look spread over her face very quickly when I bring upDoug."These files are mostly from when Doug Smith's history of working as aforklift operator before his accident. Mr. Smith is still your husband,is that correct Mrs. Smith?"There is a long pause as Mr. Earley and I look into Mrs. Smith eyes. Whois by the way looking very nervous? "Um yes I guess that is true," Mrs.Smith says very softly."Very good Mrs. Smith, so you and Mr. Smith are married and of courseyou know in this. Her entire body was alive with her story. I could read every detail on her skin, in her eyes, and the way the words escaped from between her lips with such delicious heat and passion."And when it was your turn?" I asked."I'm afraid I didn't spend as much time on him. I wanted to. I played with his cock, used my hands on him, well, you know, like I do with you. I know it's been a long time, but it all came flooding back - the time I spent with him in school, how hard he'd get for me when I'd. Now, her clit and hole were being furiously punished. An orgasm was building that brought a smile to Kara's face. She would welcome it, savor it, be relieved at its emergence. The only bad part was that the last time that Kara had masturbated in the shower, it was so intense that she nearly collapsed to the shower floor and almost hit her head.Kara's pussy ached, longed to be touched by someone other than herself. Though Kara quite enjoyed masturbating and did it frequently, there was nothing.