All she knew was that she did not want to refuse Mr. Johnson's ministrations and hoped he would be more aggressive in his explorations of her womanhoo....When he inserted all four of his fingers into her pussy, Wanda put her arms around Mr. Johnson's neck and opened her legs wide for his inquisitive search into the hidden corners of her baby-making equipment. She was panting like a dog in heat wanting the mature man's cock inside her. But she knew instinctively, it was not correct for her to ask. From here I could watch all the action in the mirror, and I liked the way the position of my arms lifted my breasts even higher in the quarter-cup bra.Not knowing how long Evan would be, I fumbled with the spreader but eventually got it fitted and then tried to tie myself up to the bed head. It was more awkward than I had imagined; I didn't want my hands so loose that it looked like I could easily get free, but I needed an extra set of hands to bind myself properly. In the end, I tied one scarf. It was a big party and it was all in fun. What could happen? As midnight approached I began looking for her. I thought it best to kiss my wife when the new year dawned. I eventually wandered down a hallway and saw Catwoman coming down the stairs (from the bedrooms area? What the fuck?) with a well built "cop". They were cozily laughing and didn't see me at first as they made their way down the last few steps. Neither of them had a drink in hand. Hmmm… After they reached the foot of the stairs. His erect cock was already leaking pre-come just at the sight of her.She took his hand and kissed his calluses, knowing the effect that her actions had on him. He hated his hands and to accept his hands was to accept the worst about him. She smiled and said, “Follow me to my bedroom.”Walking with stiff movements, as though he were a robot, he followed her to the bedroom. His cock bobbed as he moved. She lay down on the bed and looked up at him with obvious nervousness. In a whispered voice, she.