A slow grin, not of humor, but of amusement, crept onto her face and was quickly wiped away. I looked at Lisa and saw that her knees were spread a lit...le. Her skirt had ridden up really high. Remembering her panties in my pocket, I suddenly realized that this Hawk was looking at Lisa’s sex. Flushing, I pulled part of the blanket across Lisa’s front. The woman looked at me and shook her head. Then she sped up her step and knelt in front of us. ‘Lisa Davis? Ted Stansbury? I’m Detective Shauna. ..it sounds like you should be happy. I know it's complicated and I don't know anything about something like this but...what is there to cry about...you found someone to love...someone who loves you back. "But he's my son Jan...and...I can't stop myself...I want him all the time...how can I want my own son to make love to me...want my son in me...in me...?" "Look, I'd give anything to feel that way again...with anyone. You're both adults and you're in a situation that not everyone is going to. You can’t tell if it that of a man or a woman. Now two fingers, maybe three. It doesn’t seem to matter anymore. The fingers are busy. It feels good. Your breath quakes. You want to close your eyes, but know you shouldn’t. Your host comes over and speaks to the owner of the fingers. “Emily is very nice, don’t you think?” “Oh yes,” says a man with a foreign accent. “Very nice. So pretty!” The man steps forward into your view yet the fingers continue their exploration. It must be a woman. She. S. for three years. There marriage was arranged back in India and hubby feels lucky for having such a hotwife despite the fact that his cock is 2" hard. They don't have much sex and when they do he cums prematurely and leaves her with a soaking pussy that is too much for him to handle. I'm a thiok 7.5 and she had never been with another man so I knew she would appreciate a good hard fucking like she had never had before. So after weeks of showing hubby showing her my pics and trying to convince.