These are the ones I really love to explore as unseen, I slither up between their heaving thighs and nestle just below the glistening pink wetness of ...heir cunts.I breathe in the heady aromas I find there and wallow in the juices as they occasionally drip onto me, arousing me, inflaming my lust.My other being senses my lust and materialises beside me, between the cunt lips of a pretty young thing wearing a little yellow g-string, like me, Jana can see into the minds of our chosen ones, and. ’ Realizing she was making demands of a man who’d just risked his life to save hers she started to say something else, but didn’t want to sound lame and decided to say nothing. ‘No problem,’ he said with a smile. ‘Fortunately we have some light to work in. Why don’t you get in and sit sideways so both legs hang out of the truck? Good girl, you’re doing great. Would you take the cap off the tube for me and squirt some of that salve in my hand? No, the one that’s burned, a lot more than that,. I thought Robert was asleep, but every once in a while he’d sigh contentedly and scratch his balls.After another several long minutes I said, “Well…” It was the first word any of us had said in a while and it was an effort for me.My wife said, “Well?” And put her phone down and looked at me.“Now what?” I said.My wife closed her knees and sat up, looked at Robert then at me, “Sorry … I fucked up.” She stretched languidly - reaching her arms high and bringing them back behind her head, she arched. At first she didn't seem comfortable sat astride me, almost reluctant to want to move, it was then that she said "I haven't had sex in anything other than missionary for years", she had literally forgotten what it felt like to have a cock inside of her in this way. Slowly she began to rock on my penis, gradually growing in confidence as she began to relax, until finally she was slowly grinding away on my hard length, as she leant forward to kiss me, my hands held her breasts as we probed each.