On all fours, I crawl between supple legs I have, until now, merely imagined, realising the imagery in my head was a pale imitation of reality. You wi...en them as I near their convergence. You know how much I adore panties. The wetter the better.Slinking down onto my belly, I maintain eye contact with your bewitching blues as you rest against the plump pillow, still wiggling a little in the post-orgasmic fog of our frantic fuck.My face creeps closer to the mess we've made, trapped by your. He stood up, focused on her eyes. Her eyes moved upwards and met his. Then without hesitation or embarrassment, he slid his boxers down freeing his manhood to stand at attention. Her eyes slid down his chest, widening as she fixed on his erection. She seemed to have forgotten how big it really was and felt a little nervous. She bit her lip.He could see her hesitance, even though they had already had sex many times. But he knew this was special. They were married. Really, really married. Husband. She grabbed his hand at first, but then let him lower them a little. She finally raised her hips and he took them off, revealing her freshly shaved pussy, which was wetter than I had ever seen it. John kissed his way down to her pussy, and ate her until she screamed for him to stop. Janice pulled him up and he got on top of her. Janice looked so small as he mounted her. She spread her lovely legs, and reached between his legs to take his penis and guide him into her pussy. As his penis touched. I was never any good at that."Mark laughed. "The third string needs quarterbacks, too." His laughter stopped abruptly with a little help from Robbie's elbow. "Seriously man, it's not as much fun without you." I don't know," I said as I maneuvered Tami between us, my hands resting on her shoulders. "Monster Girl's a lot of fun in a tight huddle."The quick blush on Mark's face confirmed that Robbie and he were getting pretty tight, and I really didn't want to know how tight. My theory is that all.