The raw passion is lost. Upon first meeting and falling for a person, there is a connection, a magnetism that pulls you together. A brief moment of ey... contact will send shivers down your spine, and an accidental bump or brush of the arm throws your desires into a frenzy. The faintest whiff of the other person's scent can make you high, and the anticipation of seeing them delivers a mind-fogging adrenaline rush. Over time, however, all of this fades and is replaced by a quiet comfort. Life. When his hand moved under her skirt to the soft, sensitive skin between her thighs, she knew she was lost. Her legs opened. His intruding fingers moved lightly up the insides of her thighs to the edge of her panties, and then under the tight legband to the puffy lips of her cunt. The hair was wet, the deep slit slippery and inviting.With his free hand, he unzipped his trousers, and then found one of her dainty hands and pushed it into the gaping opening. He wore no underwear, and her hand. He opened his eyes and looked up startled, seeing her concentrating with each small movement. He smiled as Liz noticed him awake as she shushed him with her free hand. He didn't seem to disturbed by this at all.Now some guys would have leaped out of bed and rushed downstairs to see what the fuck was happening before it got out of hand, but my wife and I talked many times about her being with another guy and to be honest it seemed quite exciting to me. I can only imagine she must still be horny. She got down on her knees, turned her ass up to Me. As she did this, it causes her cunt to push out behind her, perfect for shuving a cock into, but not tonight, Tonight I reached out and slapped her twat hard a few times making it red and sensitive to the touch. I then took one of the clips, and clipped the INNer lips togather with it. She cried out in pain as I squeezed it togather to make sure it was in place and fall out, She does have a very wet and thick pussy juice, andits hard to keep.