....guys very much". I could feel the front of my jeans tighten and questioning myself "who that comment was that intended for?". I quickly regathered...myself as I could see a deep fire boiling in my wife's eyes.We finally get settled in and seeing as how it was late we parted ways to our beds but not before Jess asked if she could take a shower before she went to bed. "of course ! why not?" I said and showed her our linen closet, the bathroom and the guest room where she would be staying.I went. When we were together, she seemed to worry more about my pleasure than hers. She dropped to her knees at the slightest opportunity. Her tongue was something indescribable. She seemed able to simultaneously flick my clit and tongue fuck my cunt. The sight of her big brown eyes staring up at me as her lips clamped around me could have me spasming in seconds.“You should go get back to class,” I told her, smiling, as I lightly spanked her tight firm ass. “I might be busy tonight, I will text you if. Her fingers weren't strong enough to bend the leather enclosing them. Her onesmall victory was being able to wiggle her toes. Either he had missed themor figured, rightly, she wasn't going to pick the locks with her big toe. She tried over and over to find a comfortable position but nothing worked.Left side, right side, on her back, even rolling over on her stomach with herlegs in the air, nothing worked. She tried to turn around but she kept hittingthe bars with her head or legs. She wondered. I wasn’t. It was nine at night when before I had eaten and showered and was ready to carry on. This would be my last night so I wanted it to be good for all of us.They were in the lounge, a large spacious room with three big settees. She stood up when I walked in expecting me to take her upstairs. Instead I sat down and motioned her to do the same. He was reading a newspaper but I sensed he stopped when I took off her skirt and kind of lay her on me. My arm round her to tug her knickers down.