She looked at him shyly, solemnly asking – ‘You don’t mind do you?’ ‘Sweetheart – I LOVE you!’ ‘I know, John, but…’ ‘How could I...mind?’ Pulling into the driveway we was amazed and amused at the number of things she had found to hang yellow ribbons from – there had to be hundreds of them and he had no idea how long it had taken her. As he opened the door and stepped out of the car, applause, cheers and calls of ‘Welcome Home Gunny’ echoed from a number of locations in the neighborhood. Rae. My mind is running wild, thinking back on the activities of tonight. I hear the door to the bathroom shut, and I soon hear water running in the tub. I wonder if you are going to take a shower while leaving me lying here. I just lie still and wait, resting and enjoying the silence. A few minutes later, I feel you coming back and sitting on the bed beside me. You remove my blindfold and lead me into the bathroom. I see that you have drawn a bath, complete with bubbles. I smell my cucumber melon. I began to speed my pace on the cock in my mouth, desiring it to cum more than anything in my life. I wanted to taste it, feel it explode. I paused long enough for my bra to come off and my shirt to be lifted over my head, but as soon as I was naked, I dove back on the cock in front of me. It wasn’t long before he exploded in my mouth and I groaned as I felt the thick goo flow into my throat. I grinded with more speed as his cum diminished and cock grew soft, cumming in violent shakes as I. She then moved her hips back, withdrawing the dildo from Jennifer's tight pussy. She pushed Jennifer forward by the ass, looking up at her husband. "Fuck her slut pussy good," she said, staying there on her knees, the dildo glistening with Jennifer's juices. Paul grabbed Jennifer by the arms, pulling her up in front of him, and pushing her back hard. He then grabbed Jennifer's legs and pulled them towards him, until her ass was at the edge of the bed, and she was laying on her back, with her.