At one point I remember my lovers hot semen filling me up. I also recall his knot popping out of me a few times. But no matter how hard I try, I canno... remember the exact moment it left me for the final time. It felt like one second I was being savagely pounded and the next I was sprawled across the bed, panting madly. It took forever before I managed to catch my breath. I expected my fantasy to have ended, but when I opened my eyes, I realized nothing had changed. Spots lay next to me,. Taking the bar of soap from the small tray screwed into the tiled wall, she began to soap up her body.As she ran her soapy hand across her breasts, Lynn could feel her nipples harden, making them so much more sensitive. It had been quite a long time since they felt a touch other than her own, but the memory of it always came back at times like this.The image of when she had been a new bride and the center of her husband’s attention filled her thoughts, even as a wet hand glided down across her. Hers is so much sweeter and thick. My clit so, so sensitive as my finger touches it. It was sending a big wave after wave of electrifying shocks through my clit. I could feel my pussy. Sticking mommy’ s panties in my mouth I started sucking the juice from the crotch that had been so close to her womanly pussy. I started humping my fingers faster and faster as the remnants of moms juices mixed with the spit in my mouth. God it felt damn fucking delicious as I swallowed down the. She looked basic sexy. Those nipples I referred to above, continued to draw attention.“Are you going to wear a bra?” I asked. “No, he can stare at my boobs,” She said with a smile. Finishing the bottom half was a black thong. Sounds of the car door told us Mark was here. My wife took me by the hand and led me into my separate room. “You are not to peek or get up from your seat until I call you,” She said as I sat down in front of the computer. “If I see you looking you won’t get.