.....as I am writing this my pussy is soaking wet,..... so I'll go into a little more detail on what happened the last time..... my husband said I wou...d find going with a stranger to be some of the best sex I had ever had, and he wasn't wrong. The vivid memory of my first passionate kiss as I sat next to him in the back of his car, the feel of his hands on my breasts, it took a little nerve for me to start feeling his cock through his jeans but as soon as my tongue was in his mouth and my hand. " I quickly unrolled that condom on my penis and it was right in.If experience has taught me anything, it is that when I am inside a woman, my hands should move around her body's erogenous zones, and my mouth should, for the most time, kiss her mouth. I sometimes like to think the woman feels like she is doing as much fucking as I do, and I have to glorify this part at the end. Every time I do this, their experience becomes more personal and more intimate. So, I did, and her beautiful face, and. "Tsk tsk, what do we have here? Such a depraved little thing, running around in public without underwear."I press my eyes shut and wish to die, to be hit by lightning right here and now, but at the same time the situation has something so erotic, so wickedly lustful, I feel depraved and dirty and sensous. Her hand rubs up and down over my public, a finger presses on my slit and slowly parts my labia, and I breath faster. Lord, what is the girl doing to me? My hips start to sway in sync with her. When she stepped back into the bedroom she was greeted by the sight of Ben in his full nakedness. He was standing at the foot of the bed. It was not just him standing though - his cock was also standing; standing to full erection in all its glory. Jan gulped. It was the hugest and thickest piece of manhood she had ever set eyes on. “You... you don’t keep your pants on in bed?” Ben smiled as he shook his head. “I just hope that you don’t get to taking advantage of me,” he said. “I don’t want.