I hear the door open, see him come in, see him walk toward me. My mind is racing, and yet blank at the same time with the thought of only one thing. T...e thing I’ve been thinking about all day. The thing we’ve talked about on the phone. I feel my breath getting shallow as he puts his hand on my face, leaning toward me. I feel it. I feel his lips touching mine so little that it may not look like a kiss at all, but I feel his bottom lip follow the path of mine. He’s trying to make me work for it.. “Yes,” she purred and laid back for me.At last, I was going to get a good look at her shaven pussy. It still hurt that she'd so quickly shave for one night with this guy and not for me. I love my wife, but so often I can not figure her out. She looked at me with a devilish grin, pulled her feet up to the cheeks of her butt and them spread wide.“Enjoy,” she told me.I gazed down at my wife as she lay smiling, looking up at me. She had the glow that women tend to have after sex. I've heard it. It took a lot of time for me to get her to talk but I had the advantage of a free period when only she and I used to be there in the small staff room. It was in the afternoon before lunch when both of us waited together for our lecture.She didn’t talk much initially but soon my jokes and funny nature was helping me out and she became a little more open with me. It was the summer after monsoon, and one day she took me by my horns as she come to the college.I clearly remember that it was nearly. The thought of making love to this gorgeously shaped woman broadened his smile, and George began to laugh gently.When George Wall laughed, the pleasure of his laughter started deep inside his body and welled up like a fresh fountain of sparkling champagne. He exuded pleasure and joy and an incredible animalism that drew women to him the way magnets attract steel.It was the sound of his splendid laughter that caused the woman to look up at him.KoKo Latte to raise her steel-gray eyes up from the.