And judging by the way he gripped her tight, tan ass, he’d guess it was pure ecstasy.He smirked and shook his head. Wasn’t really his business any...ay. He took a sip of his coffee and focused back on the door. As he did he tasted the familiar, shocking tang of Liquid Lust. The shock bolted through him, right to his toes and the tip of his cock. He felt desire like an elastic band snapping back, and his briefs tightened. It would never get old.Scientifically it was known as bionzenate. Finally I thought what the hell and I said, "Yes".There was more silence from Cathy then with a hint of joy in her voice she said, "So, does it excite you to be fucking her while you are talking to me?" I answered "Yes." Then she asked, "If it had been someone else calling would you still be talking to them?" I answered "No, not at all."She asked if I was still talking to her because I had a fantasy about fucking her. I said honestly, "yes." She started off then. "Really! That's great! . ”They fucked with all the passion of their first time. Twice. Afterwards, John lay on his back with Sally on her side next to him, her arm draped across his chest. It was just after midnight. Only the yellow glow that seeped through the crack in the curtains from the streetlamps illuminated the room. John stared at the ceiling, unable to sleep. He could hear his wife’s rhythmic breathing. It was controlled rather than relaxed, and he knew she was only pretending to sleep.“John?” she said. Her. You always desired her approval when growing up and tried to gain it in any way possible, through sporting accomplishments, to top school grades or just simply doing unexpected nice things for her. Consequently this somewhat unusual behavior earned you the title of 'mommies boy' from your father. However you didn't and still don?t care of his opinion and so to this very day you often still go out of your way to make your mom proud. Therefore when she suggested saving yourself for someone you.