"So I wait. At first the woods seem kind of sinister. There are insect noises and bird calls and scurrying sounds in the bush. Eventually I relax, but...I try to stay alert. When I suddenly hear a twig snap very close by, I turn to see Chuck about five feet away, holding a broken twig in his hands. "Let's go, Grasshopper," he says with a playful smirk.He drags the canoe by its painter down a trail for a surprisingly short distance to a very small creek that is concealed by the brush around it. I. Her back rising and falling. I can feel her pussy clenching and then I hear what I have been waiting for. It escapes her lips with without any restriction. A scream loud enough to disturb the neighbors. My name falls from her throat, I smile as I hear it over and over again – "Vicky! I’m coming........"Her body locks in convulsions as her orgasm takes over. Her fingers dig into the bed, her ankles extend out against the silk fabric. Her head digs into the pillow...she literally explodes from an. How much he could reach that she couldn’t. Soft swishes of rags across wood lulled Lynn into a meditative state. The muted sunlight of February glowed on the warm brown and tan grain. ‘Lynn?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘Would you take you shirt off?’ Lynn jerked up from her rubbing. ‘My shirt?’ she repeated dumbly. She stared at her husband’s face. Open, vulnerable. A little boy who had asked for the cherry lollipop. Asked for his favorite and too scared to say anything more. ‘Well, sure, Henry.’ She reached for. I couldn’t hold on any longer, and thrust myself right up inside Jess to spunk the contents of my balls right into her sopping pussy.As I pulled out, my cum trickled slowly out of Jess’s cunt, which Ellie had clearly spied. “Oh my God, look at that beautiful cum” she gasped, and began to frig herself even harder. I stood on the bed so that Lela could suck my cock clean, and I could see that she was tensing too as Jess’s mouth was edging towards her own orgasm. “I want to see your cum too!”.