My wife’s mouth opened in a silent cry as hishard cock pushed even further into her pussy. Sherelaxed her legs and raised her knees giving himco...plete access to her pussy. She was now enjoying hiscock. Her eyes were jammed shut and she seemed to tremble andwince in a series of many orgasms. I looked down at hiscock pumping her pussy. Her cunt lips had spread wideto accommodate the big dick. The bed moved wildly withtheir movement as with each thrust my wife’s legsspread obscenely. At times he would try not to think about her in ways that no father should think about his own daughter, but he really couldn't help himself. At night that's when the dreams would come. They were not dreams of Teddy Bears and lolly pops. No these dreams were hot and nasty, the kind of dreams that fuel his lust for her. The very first dream had him waking up in a cold sweat. The image of her long lean brown naked body coming to his bed. Standing before him as she smiles and offers him. He roused as she lifted off of him, and felt a puddle of cooled fluids on his crotch and thigh. He walked unsteadily to the bathroom, where he found her just sitting down on the toilet."Chris, wait! I have to go!" That's OK. I don't mind." But... but... Oh, you!" And she released her stream."Can I wipe you?" He asked in jest."After the way you loved me, you can do anything you want." She ripped off some paper and handed it to him. Instead of wiping her, he pulled her up into a fervent embrace.. I was so excited that I couldn't say yes fast enough. Then heasked if I had cum. I realized that I hadn't cum, and I told him that. Heasked if I was going to or if I wanted him to give me a hand job. I toldhim no. Even though I didn't cum, I felt satisfied. I was happy with whathappened, and I was ready for bed. Besides there will be plenty of timefor that in the morning. Right?I wanted to ask about Matt and John's relationship, but I was covered incum and Matt told me to go take a shower. I.