She went to work on us like no tomorrow. Taking his cock in her mouth then mine. looking at her naked body and the feel of her mouth around my cock wa... causing me to get real close to blowing a wad, my first wad around a woman. I don't think she wanted either of us to cum in her mouth because she did not really suck our dicks long enough to cause us to do that. She stopped and switched her position and pulled me on top of her, my guiding my cock into her wet tight snatch. I made about three or. ‘C’ could only stand for Clint the guy who’d phoned her late last night. Who was Clint? How had she knocked out three guys with her bare hands? Where had she gone? The hell with Clint. I didn’t even know who Simone was. Who was Simone? As there was no way to get those answers until she got up, I managed to focus — successfully for a while — on the Sunday paper again. It was fifteen or twenty minutes later and several sections of the paper before I began to remember the events of the previous. Her hands were on his back, shifting his t-shirt. His skin was soft. She liked the feel of it instantly. Hewas kissing her neck now and she started to let contentment moans go. She helped him out of his t-shirt. Hetook off his trousers and underwear. He was lying almost on her, all naked, while he unbuttoned her shirt.She felt his lips on her cleavage and his hands on her breasts over the fabric, while her own hands weremoving everywhere they could on his back and butt, slowly and swiftly.She. I stirred uneasily, my husband slept beside me, his wife, likewise, slept to his left.His fingers rested quietly on the back of my mid thigh, the knowledge of his intent, touching me intimately, was a bold declaration to my womanhood, I knew he had been masturbating himself between his wife and I, so I knew he was prepared, and I was his intended victim.I was exciting myself, magnifying the events for my own sexual gratification, my last sexual relations with my husband, was over a year back,.