Immediately his body was against hers and his teeth scraped her neck. She opened her mouth wide to moan in ecstasy, but before the sound could escape ...e crushed her lips beneath his. Instead she groaned throatily into his passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as their hands roamed each other’s bodies. She felt his rock hard cock press against her hip and she felt a rush of wetness.As if reading her mind he pulled her into his room and pushed her down into the bed. He could feel her. I guess I should describe my wife at this point. She is 35 years old, 5'8", brown, shoulder length hair with bright blue eyes, and 140 lbs. Yes, she is a little on the chunky side but has a 38C-30-36 figure, nice round ass, great tits with large pink nipples and usually keeps her pussy shaved. Now most of her oral adventures involved one-time flings but every once in a while she would have a regular guy where she would give him a blow job maybe once a month or so but they usually ended when. The hunter took this as a compliment and as he could feel his first load building and ready to release, he decided to slide a second finger into the bear, causing a cascade of slick fluids to pour from her pussy.The hunter had now began grunting and moaning loudly getting ready to blow his load any second now, at the same time the bear seemed to be tightening around the man’s fingers, her vaginal walls constricting and convulsing as she no doubt reached an orgasm of her own. With one loud grunt. Looking back, I always had the 'power' to make it more grandiose, but feeling wierd about having a pantyhose fetish always made me sheepish about asking for TOO much participation lest they think I was a perv. boy. Oh to know then what I know now, but isn't it always that way? I mean I had these girls that literally would have done anything for me, and I only occasionally asked them to dress up for me. As a matter of fact, it was usually when they already had their pantyhose on and I just asked.