His wife got down on her hands and knees, doggy-style. Becca carefully unlatched his handcuffs. He apprehensively sat up and stared longingly at her p...ssy. He couldnt believe how many weeks hed been without her. It was almost heaven. He got on his knees behind her. Knowing she had taken it so expertly the first time, he didnt spare her the second. He drove his raging hard-on into her sweet spot with all of his force. She yelped in shock, but rocked her hips with his. Becca climbed underneath. She smiled in remembrance of Amy's skin pressed tightly against her own. Sam climbed out of bed, gathered her clothes and padded silently to her room. She put all the clothes in a laundry basket and then slipped off her panties. It was then that she remembered her bra hanging from the bedpost in Amy's room where she had left it.Before Sam would have at least thrown on a robe but not today. She went back into the hall into Amy's room and retrieved it, then returned to her room. She put it with. Just been thinking.’ ‘About?’ I told her about my parents and my talk with Manny. She was quiet for a while as we walked on the sand. She kept her hand in mine but mentally we were in our own worlds. I was so far in mine that I almost jumped when she spoke. ‘Do you want to go back?’ ‘What?’ ‘I’m serious, Diz.’ She stopped and crossed her arms over her chest. ‘Do you want to go back to Ithaca?’ ‘I—I don’t know. I don’t!’ I protested when she narrowed her eyes. ‘I haven’t thought much about. Then hands cupped them and massaged them, then gently teased her hard nipples, pulling them. It felt fantastic, she tried to utter something, but instead just moaned with pleasure. The hands worked down her body, then she felt the ties of her bikini being undone, then her bikini being pulled away. Her body was now totally naked and on show. She felt more oil being poured on her. The small trickle flowing between her legs, then the touch of fingers rubbing up and down her swollen pussy lips. She.