My descriptions were graphic and I went into vivid detail concerning everything we’d said and done.I was worried that going into minutia would resul... in angry, resentful, or even jealous feelings within my husband. However, none of my apprehensions were realized. When I looked down, I couldn’t help but notice the story of my evening with Don produced a large, straining erection inside my husband’s trousers. At that moment, I decided to seize momentum and accelerate the sexual heat that was. As she took some of my head into her mouth, I started to rub her clit. She responded by opening her legs for me, and I plunged a finger inside of her and went to work on her g-spot. She slowed her sucking as the pleasure overtook her, and she started to buckle from my finger’s assault. It wasn’t long before her pussy gripped my finger and she came hard. She looked up at me with a similarly desperate look and whispered, “Take me.” I had long dreamed about having my way with her petite body with. Which must have been given to her at the hospital ... was much too big for her. Still, I could see that there was some bruising in her arms and legs, and probably in other places, too."What do you mean, Lil? As soon as I was called that you had been in an accident, I rushed here. I would have come to you sooner, but some stupid bureaucrat stopped all my attempts, at the lobby. I would probably still be sitting there if the wasn't that funny old man and his underground road that included a float. Betty spoke before Rita could say a thing."This cock is too much for one woman," she said casually. "Why don't you get over here and help me, Rita?"It was almost funny to watch the gears in Rita's pretty little head turn. She was expecting us to jump or act guilty as if she'd unexpectedly caught us doing something wrong. Instead, Betty's cool, confident demeanor and my utter indifference took her by surprise. You could see it in her pale blue eyes as she went from shocked to puzzled to somewhat.