A ‘you big dumb idiot’ grin. “Quinn…” she began, yet again in a singsong voice. “It’s pretty clear I enjoy this. I’ve even told you I ...ind of like teaching you all about this. How much clearer do I have to make it…?”“I just… it still feels fake. Like at some point you’re going to reveal that it was all an elaborate joke or something,” I admitted honestly, blushing a little. I was expecting her to reassure me again, but instead she just smiled. “So then… what would it take to show you I really. My response to her touch was automatic but I had been concentrating on the action inside and almost forgot I was being played with! I moved things on by unbuckling my trousers and pulling down my pants. Julie slid off her knickers and I moved closer to her and found her wet pussy with my tip. I made sure we both had a good view of the action and slid my hard cock into her. We fucked slowly and quietly, we had been undetected so far and wanted to saviour the action. Back inside and the action. "Can't sleep?" She asked. I responded by closing the gap between us and planting a kiss on her ear. My wife's ears are sensitive and a little tickling of the ear and she'd be in the "mood" in a heartbeat. Lo and behold, she grabbed my member which was as hard as a rock. She began to rub it slowly teasing me and making me moan in anticipation. But I didn't really have the inclination nor the time for foreplay so I just dove right in. I literally dove right into her pussy with my tongue and. Our tongues tangling between us. Her hands were on my around my neck at first, mine resting on her legs, absent mindedly fiddling with those little black bows on her stockings. She smelled like perfume, she tasted like beer. I breathed heavy and moaned as we kissed and licked. Her hands wandered over my chest and shoulders. My hands were slipping along her legs from those little black bows up to that tiny red skirt. I reached up and absently untied the bottom of her shirt. I slid my hand across.