As I returned to the front seat I immediatly noticed her panties were in the middle of the seat. There she was setting with one foot on the dash and t...e other over the back of the seat. She said she was very thirsty. I was dry mouthed from seeing my wife in this state of heated lust and decided we'd better both have a drink. After I opened the bottle and drank heavily I handed it to her.As I took off I noticed her sliding the cold bottle of wine along the inside of her perfectly thick thighs.I. He slid his fingers lightly down into the crease between her legs and felt her excitement through the warm dampness in her crotch. He eased his fingers further forward and brushed her clitoris through her knickers. She moaned softly and pushed down with her hips trapping his hand against the bed. With his other had he brushed a strand of hair off her face, then reached up to grasp her wrists – leaning forwards to kiss her gently on the side of her face. “I’m going to tie your wrists” he. I sit back on the couch and gently run my fingers over my swollen lips. The feeling is electric, like this was my first time, finally able to touch myself as my body had yearned for yesterday while watching him. The feeling grows, my lips soaked now, as I pull my panties to the side, exposing my swollen pussy as I rub more deliberately and get ready to cum. Then it happens... I hear the creak of the stairs as someone heads down. I know it must be him, as he attempts to be quiet but he doesn't. Scarlett’s lips parted, allowing John’s long, hard dick to enter her mouth. She wrapped her lips down on his shaft while slowly sliding her tongue along it. The taste was very different for her. She didn’t like it, but she didn’t hate it. However, she couldn’t help but begin getting wet at what she was doing. She felt like such a slut, meeting a guy and sucking his dick the same day. She loved it. She continued moving her head back and forth, sliding her lips over his shaft. She tried doing.