My hand roams back over familiar territory back down to your womanly mound – as my fingers invade you. But again I chose my words badly because the ...o not invade – they are welcomed – your body has made the entrance not only easier with your wetness, but it almost beckons me on – to drive my fingers deeper. Your hand also comes up to the breast I am suckling on to massage it more – to caress it into my mouth to stimulate, I know that your breasts are becoming more full, more engorged with blood. Once he was out BOSS put his hand deep inside the dress and other hand were on the shoulder and caressing my shoulder and the upper portion of the cleavage. I told him to hold on hus may come any moment. He said don’t worry he will not come for another 2 to three minutes as he has to finish the cigarette we kissed and hugged for some time and I could hear my hus was making some noise as if deliberately informing us he is coming. We sat as if nothing happened but anyone can make out from my. He collected brush and bracken, arranging the branches through the holes and rips in the old canvas. As he worked, he thought about the alien. Maybe the jumbled thoughts and images from her came via an interface she had to communicate with her ship, and he could sense it? The physics of electronic circuits would have to be the same, alien or not, he reasoned.After several hours toiling in the morning sun, he stood back and admired his handy work. Someone would have to get close to notice. Emma starts to move her bottom, fucking me softy. She pulls on my leash, jerking my head up harshly. I move my head back down against the bed, enjoying her cock deep inside me. She reaches round and starts to wank me off. My cock now hard in her hand. With her other hand she slaps my bottom and then starts to fuck me even harder. Something about being fucked by my wife up the arse like this really turns it on. A leash around my neck with her in complete control. Reluctantly I eventually move.