Pete looked up and smiled.“Want to have some good memories huh?” Pete said looking into the camera. “I got some memories for you two,” as he p...shed his cock back into my wife. He began to really start pushing his cock deep into Stacey. She whipped her head back flinging her hair up. Peter latched onto the base of her hair and began to pull. My wife moaned. He continued to plow into my wife. I got the camera close up to my wife’s face, but still had it panned so I could see Peter’s face in the. " What?"He took a deep breath. "It's not quite real to me, either," he said. "As you know, Julie worked for a brokerage firm, Bellinger Gates, one of the better ones, and she was one of the better brokers. She had a private account she played around with. She had nearly a million bucks in it when she died. With some other things, including some smaller accounts, a block of company stock, her insurance, and a possible settlement, it all adds up to a windfall of several million dollars. I'm not. She gave me a moment to ponder, then, gently laying her hand on my arm, she asked, ‘Where are your condoms?’ I was deep enough in thought that her touch startled me. My arm jumped just a tiny bit and my head snapped toward her. ‘We don’t, I mean, I guess…’ she sputtered, misreading my surprise as anger. There was a cowed look on her face, not exactly fear nor submission, but something between the two. It turned me on. In retrospect, I guess that I liked being the one in control. I had never. ’ She opened the door a little wider, allowing him to see her left breast and some of her tigress-coloured pubic hair. ‘Oh, OK, no problem. Good night,’ he said with a red face, and hurried back to his room. I don’t know about that Candice, he thought. She closed the door and watched her lover as she was dreaming. Camilla was on all fours with her legs wide open and her ass sticking out, just as in her dream. Her vagina and anus were stretched open, as though they were being stuffed with big.