(Maybe she was controlling).I thought she slept and got a bit of gut. I started to roll my fingers on her fingers. It was so soft and my dick was alre...dy hitting my tracks. While rolling on her fingers suddenly she took her hand off. She slept turning sideways and hand near her face. Still, I could touch her hands and made a strong move.To my surprise, she held my hand for a second and I panicked. Now, I removed my hand on her and kept next to her. I was just hoping she will not tell anyone.. She seemed disconcerted by the suddenness of her husband's departure. "Please," I said, waving her towards the door "do come in." Thank you," she said, walking towards me "Thank you, Mr ... Oh. What should I call you?" Don't worry for now. We can deal with that all in good time." I watched her as she walked by me. I could see that I was going to find her something of a challenge. First of all she was wearing trousers. She cannot have imagined that would be acceptable. Her shoes had high heels,. I somehow held my lover, Cynthia, as she rolled into my arms. Shekissed me sensually with my fingers still inside of her hot pussy. Ireached with my other hand to cover her mons and then brought hersweet nectar to my lips.I looked at her now calm face, with her soft features so near, "I cancum from aggressive fucking too," she sighed, with her eyes stillclosed."Good to know Cynthia, we will find the time, soon," I whispered.I still wondered if she could fill me, but I could await that fun.. "Mister Harrison is my father, Amber. Call me Jack. Sure, Stacy's in, come inside." I stepped aside for her to enter, and she ducked by quickly. Closing the door, I followed her into the front room, where she turned to face me when she reached the middle.I smiled at her nervous expression. "Sit down, Amber, and I'll go tell the bra... Stacy that you're here. Can I get you a drink?" Oh, er, no thank you. I'd better not have any alcohol, I think I had my year's share yesterday, and we're going to.