She shifted her bum to allow me easier access to her inner thigh, my hand stroked up then found the thin strap of her thing, the wariness of her pussy...was evident, and I pulled at the thin material, my fingers deftly slipping underneath to the wetness of her pussy. She sighed and eye closed she lay back onto the car seat. Then pushing me down she expertly undid my pants and released my cock , her hand grabbing it firm at first them making long slow strokes getting my 9inches harder, the precum. Like now, at that very moment, as she continued to stroke her soft hands down over the smooth white flesh of her voluptuous young nakedness, an imagined conception filling her fevered mind of what his penis, in an excited desire-hardened state, would look like. It would be longer and thicker than Rodney's, Mark was that much bigger a man, and it would be solidly hard, hot and throbbing in her hand as she slowly pulled back its foreskin to reveal the moistened, purplish head with its tiny. It popped back in my mind the reason I was there and made my way back toward the door. Just as I was about to enter Becky came to the door. She sort of had me blocked in the garage. I couldn't get pasted her without it looking ugly. She asked if I liked the car. As I told her yes I tried to see pasted her. She realized what I was doing and stepped aside. She said you can come in if you like , your wife has already gone back. I stepped into the kitchen and didn't know what to do. Ben came in. . I loved the smell of her sexy perfume on her skin. My cell phone rang after nine o`clock, letting me know which the room number was at the motel.The drive there just took less than half an hour. Jamal had fucked my sensual wife several times in those filthy rooms…Anita was feeling pretty excited during the short trip, because she kept flashing me her shaved pussy, parting her legs and fingering herself on the way to the motel. She wiped her pussy soaked wet fingers under my nose and on my.