I moved around so I could get my cock near her mouth hoping she might be that turned on she might suck it but no such luck. I heard my wife moan and w...isper that she was touching the bum cheek of what felt like a smooth firm bottom. I told her to explore more and started to rub her now enlarged clit. The expression changed on her face as she said that she had just slipped 2 fingers in the strangers snatch and she was soaking and at this point I tried again to get my cock into her mouth but. I was embarrassed and ashamed at what happened, but it really sparked a desire that I had never felt before.I realized that I was slowly rubbing my nipple on the edge of the table as I leaned forward to eat. I let my hand drop to my lap and stroked my pussy. It was sore, but wet. Why was I wet again? Where did these feelings come from? Why did I keep thinking about the men and women that had used and abused me last night? Why did it turn me on?I cleaned up the dishes and sat on the couch with. Ican't be going places looking like a slut," I said."I know somewhere you can go, where your dress wouldn't be ahinderance," he said."Someplace dark?" I giggled."Someplace like my place..." he said, trailing off"And what would I do there?" I asked smiling."First, we'd remove your dress, so it wouldn't be a problem anylonger...." he started."Yes..." I whispered."Then, we'd remove your panties, so any come stains on them wouldn't bea problem any longer..." he continued"Yes..." I whispered."Then,. She now has a clear path to the stairs by going through the kitchen with him behind her but it is a longer path. And he is faster. Damn male hunting instincts, she fumes. Even as she races through the kitchen doorway into the foyer, she knows he is too fast for her and has run her down. She screams as he catches her around the waist at the base of the stairs and they tumble together against the front door, panting and laughing and screaming. She has not felt this passion from him in years, the.