"Where are you, Paul?" Asked Jane, "Are you close to cumming yet?"Nearly sweetheart, nearly!" I cried, pushing the pillow over Bella's orgasmic crying...mouth! "You sound it!" Giggled Jane, "I've something to show you."Bella slowly came down as I watched Jane make it to the end of her bed. It had an old fashioned headboard with four posts topped with a sculptured shape of an acorn. I watched with my hand still pushing the pillow over Bella's mouth with my cock head brushing her sweet pink cotton. Some you may think worse than your possible jail term.? Amanda saw that her words weren’t really registering any more, her mother was lost in a world of hurt and misery. ?I tell you what! We’ll leave what you will or won’t do to a more appropriate time when you’re thinking more clearly.? ?And you have more time to brood on your fate in the hands of the inmates at the local lockup.? Amanda thought to herself.?As for these!? Amanda stroked her mother’s pussy lips, ?I think I’ll have to apply. ”He was feeling hungry and he reached for one of the menus on the bar. “Why don’t you go and take a seat. I’ll bring your drink over.”Billy glanced at her and walked away. She was quite attractive and perhaps a few years older than him. He noticed that she wore no wedding ring. A few minutes later she came over with his drink, Billy had already decided what he wanted from the menu. “I’ll have the Cod and Chips,” he told her.She smiled at him. “A traditionalist,” she commented.He smiled. “Well. My mind continued to wander through a variety of possible fantasies and with each new mental image, I wondered if this was the pleasure that awaited.I heard footsteps up the stairs. They they approached the bed. I felt those wonderful lips of my wife meet mine. A long hot passionate kiss. Our tongues danced and then she released and began to kiss my cheeks, my chin, my neck, my shoulders. A tender open palm slide up and down my chest pausing to tease my nipples. Then I felt her lips near my.