While eating her boobs, I started pressing her pussy on panty. She asked me, can you fuck me? I badly need a cock in my pussy now. I told her that is ...y pleasure. I started removing her panty and she sat on me. I put my lips on her lips and started brushing. We smooched for long time in that pose. I remember her teeth touching my upper lip during kissing. We were so engrossed in smooch.I slowly inserted my cock inside her pussy and on another side, eating her boobs. I kept switching between her. Jen would have her first orgasm while rubbing her now protruding, wet, clitoris, right at the point of the story when my full testicles would be exploding deep inside. I would then fuck my wife's soaking wet pussy and have my cock either fill her pussy, mouth or her tight pert, arshole with my cum. I used to love her sitting on top on of me, masturbating my cock while telling me in detail of a one night stand she had (this is just one of her stories from her past) only a few months before she. I will personally chop your balls off if you tell him or anyone else that I told you this, but he thinks the world of you. Half the shit he does is to impress you or prove himself to you. And as for how he is, I have no idea. He won't talk about it.”“Not even to you?”“Not a word.”“Well, if you can't get that out of him, at least see if you can be a bit more successful at getting him out of bed”“Sure thing, now get out of here. I need to get naked in order for this showering and drying process. So that’s pretty much how my Junior year went. I dated a few guys, had a few random hook ups, and when the year ended, I was guy free. The summer went by with absolutely no men involved. I mean I partied some, but no hook ups, nothing serious until two weeks before school started. That’s when I met Ben. Ben was this supper hot guy, sophomore in college (big that he was a college guy) that was smooth in all the ways the high school guys I had been messing around with weren’t. He had a great.