Damn, I really thought I was going to get to fuck her tonight. But it seemed like that wasn’t going to happen.Still, worse things happen at sea. I w...s getting sucked off by a gorgeous busty married woman, whose goal in life right now was to make me come. I couldn’t really complain.Eventually the inevitable occurred, and I pulled my cock out of her warm sexy mouth, and shot my load over her big tits. She attempted to clean herself up with a tissue. I asked whether her husband would suspect. By now she had pretty much healed from the worst of the surgery and she was bored, bored, bored. She invited me in and I delivered the goods. Since she was expecting to return to school on Monday there was nothing for me to take with me."We talked for a while and then my eye spotted, lying on the sofa a long, metallic, cylindrical object with a rounded point. It resembled an odd flashlight. I asked Kathleen what it was." Let me guess..." If you guessed vibrator, you're right with me. She said. Her nimble fingers gently caressed the walnut of her vulva right on this wooden bench, and what came along were her pants and whimpers into Waverly's ear. Beneath this mature oak tree that gave them shade, Tristy still felt the heat of the sun tease her fair skin. Her face was blushing from her blood flow, especially when Waverly slipped her fingers into Tristy's warm mouth in order to silence her."Shhh, baby girl," she whispered.Waverly licked Tristy's cheek, tasting beads of profuse sweat. Jen smiled knowingly. Then slowly, seductively, the woman who had shared over half his life spread her legs. Those long slim legs that he so often envied and enjoyed. She had been a swimmer in college and the legs hardly deteriorated since. They were still long, smooth and tanned.Then her hands rolled down the front of her body to press the silk fabric into her crotch. His almost-forty year-old wife moaned loudly then rotated her hips against her palm. When finally she pulled her hand from.