.. in one of the vegetable drawers in the refrigerator.This is where he'll take me, Mavis thought, hesitating on opening the refrigerator. Somehow, sh... knew."I didn't see a sign of a prowler," Hank said in the dim kitchen."I didn't either, I didn't know we had prowlers in the neighborhood." Mavis breathed shakily--wishing he would make his move... piss or get off the pot!There was a rustling behind her, but Mavis wouldn't turn to determine what it was. She folded her arms under her full. Wendy moaned as he finger fucked her, she moved her hips to meet his thrusting fingers looking over at me she gave a little smile, she was enjoying being used in front of me. Sam put another finger inside her and pounded her cunt as hard and as fast as he could, Wendy's juices were running down his hand then she started trembling and moaning as she had an orgasm. Feeling weak she sank to her knees in the soft sand, Sam pulled his already hard cock out of his pants inches away from Wendy's face,. I then saw a bicyclist riding past my house one evening. It was hard to remember that woman's face, being nighttime and fucking and all. But she made a habit of riding by every night about the same time, and then one day our eyes met and she smiled and looked down. It was her! I was convinced of that at least. Then of course I was waiting for her to ride by, and she stopped riding by. Again, I had stopped looking, and winter came and went, and a warm spring followed. One afternoon, on a. I kissed him on the cheek and left the bed to go the bathroom. As I had no nightie and it was only across the landing I decided to chance it and making sure no one was stirring I made my way across. I had just about reached the bedroom door on the way back when a voice said“Good morning”I looked back to see Amy on the landing making her way to the bathroom completely starker’s I drew a breath as I watched her no wonder my husband fucked her she was beautiful her small titted body her hairless.