Slowly my fingers slide over my ribs down to my abdomen and the long and slender fingers of my hand arrive at my sweet clit. Gently, the tips brush th... button and my middle finger slides to the first knuckle to feel the wetness that has pooled there. I slide the finger deep inside to release the cum and catch the honey juice in the palm of my hand.I lick the juice from my palm, relishing the taste and the smell of sex. I slip my middle finger, just to the first knuckle, into my mouth -. "Fuck, don't stop. Give it to me!"He had never heard his wife talk like that. She had never wanted to talk like that. Dave felt like puking as a thousand thoughts ran through his head, but he couldn't take his eyes off of them. After ten minutes Jeff grunted and pumped June full of cum. Almost as soon as his limp cock was out of her pussy, he noticed that they had company."Oh, shit...uh," Jeff muttered as he pulled his pants back on. He ran for the door, and Dave didn't move to stop him."Dave,. She told no. I bravely asked that whether her husband sleeps with her. She said that he always go for night shift and on weekends he will sleep with her. I slowly turned the conversation hornier. She became hot towards my conversation and I can see that in her voice and breathtaking frequency. I took the opportunity and sit beside her on the bed waking up from the chair. And put my hand on her shoulder. She was breathing heavy and we both are looking into each other’s eye. Her eyes were filled. " Do you really think so? Under normal circumstances, I might defer toyour expertise, you were a cheerleader in high school after all."Hanson stiffens when Bob says this. Those are unpleasant memories fora lot of reasons. Bob either doesn't notice or care. "I had an oldfriend run the data through a facial recognition program. It was a99.672% match." He points the remote at the DVD player again andenters some more numbers. This time, the scene is a sideline shot ofthe Wrangler's bench. He pauses.