She needed that sweet release every nerve in her body was crying out for.Jakob took his hard cock still glistening with Claudia's saliva and rubbed it...teasingly around her sopping pussy sliding in an inch and then withdrawing again."Please, fuck your slut's cunt!" Claudia begged nearly sobbing with need and arousal."Gladly," he answered, sliding fully in her in one stroke.The sensation of her wet hot velvet-like, tight, wet pussy gripping his cock, overwhelmed him. He held still so they both. I’ll pay, and he’ll keep silent.”“I don’t know.” Actually, the doctor she remembered, and not too well, was her pediatrician. She’d only gone to Mom’s doctor two times, and those were for bad cases of flu. She couldn’t remember much of anything from those feverish times, much less the doctor’s name.“If you don’t want to ask your mother for a name, do you want to ask Prof. Pierce?”“Huh!”“As I said, the women in the choir gossip with each other. They don’t talk to me about such things, but I. ”“I feel something,” the woman groaned. “I can't believe this is happening.”“Just enjoy it,” I purred, staring into her eyes. This intimacy built between us. I shuddered, grinding on her pussy. My forehead pressed against her temple. My nose brushed her. I felt her breath washing across my face, hot and excited. “Enjoy your massage.”“Yes!” she whimpered, her hips moving. Her pupils dilated, her eyes growing so dark.Her hands found their way to my back. She stroked me as we tribbed. Our clits. Her scent was exquisite. While still holding the leopard print g-string to my nose, my eyes scanned the pile of dirty clothes for another pair of Michelle's panties. With my free hand, I began digging and, to my pure delight, came across a pair of red, silk string bikini panties. They felt so soft, so smooth. I love silk panties but they are hard to find. I had now lost all sense of time or place and my cock was straining mightily against my boxers and shorts. Sensing that my wife was not near.