His entirely enlarged and hardened dick stood at a right angle to his body and pressed up against Emily’s leg. Her arm slid down his torso and felt ...he hard tool in her slender hand. Her blond hair dangled across her naked back sticking to it with the pounding of the hot water that could never compare to the heat burning within her legs. Her blue eyes burned like a lit gas fire with the constant flames of desire. Emily smiled up at him as her hand started to stroke his manhood, Max’s breathing. We started kissing and touching then we slowly undressed each other. We were in the front passenger seat of the car totally naked. I was fingering her pussy and sucking her nipples. She was stroking my cock and was extremely wet. We were going at it pretty good when all of a sudden the car was flooded with light! A van had pulled up in front of us and was just sitting there. At first, I tried to cover up my wife, and hide our faces too. The van just sat there watching, seemed like an eternity. "What do you want?" I ask in a self-satisfied tone. I hear nothing from you beyond desperate moans. That's not good enough. "What do you want?" I ask forcefully, while making my cock pulse inside you, just a taste of what you want. "I want you to fuck me," you say softly. That's better, but still not good enough. I give your ass one hard smack and stare at the redness I left behind, just one more way to mark my territory for the night. "What are you and what do you want?" I ask one more time,. When Jón was put on his feet, he held onto his father. Part of the reason was that he was uncertain that he could walk. His father took one hand and Forni took the initiative in taking the other. Jón was in no position to exhibit false pride and accepted the help. For my part, I was able to wiggle my right hand in Forni's grip, but could not see his reaction.My own personal education in Frisian martial architecture continued as we exercised Jón. The walls around us were only ten metres high..