Your hands find there way into my bikini bottoms and you feel my pussy is dripping wet for you. Pushing a finger slowly into me, then taking it out an... pushing the finger into my mouth, making me taste myself. Your hand goes back and you rub my clit, expertly, making me shake with pleasure. You stand up and move in front of me, pushing me back on to the sun lounger, you pull my bikini bottoms off me and spread my legs far apart. I can feel your eyes on my pussy and then you start to kiss and. .I am going to get a chance to something that most men never get a chance to do, tell another man what he would like to do to his wife! I get the call, "room 417, come see us she's ready". I am nervous and my heart is racing as a walk down the hall. Here I am, knowing that I am going to have the opportunity to touch your wife, fondle her body, stroke the smooth white inner thighs that I have already seen in photos. I am going to actually be touching this woman with her husband's. It was like the tightest pussy you could ever imagine, but with LOADS more ripples of movement, PLUS the added thrill/fantasy of FORCING the bitch to take it against her will!The intensity of the situation was rapidly getting the better of me – I faced the instant decision ‘Do I carry on and shoot my load into this pretty girls gullet – or is there other fun to be had?’Reluctantly I eased my dick out of the nether reaches of her throat, which finally released her to gasp and splutter at will.. Everything he had ever lived through had led him to sliding himself into the little girl named Chloe Moretz.As Mr. Foster slowly filled her up Chloe moaned out in ecstasy, “Oh Mr. Foster,” as she gripped his forearms. Because of their height difference she had to look up from his chest to his head and saw that his eyes were closed in concentration. With every inch he slowly pushed into her she raised her hips up more and more, not just to make it easier on him and not just to make him happy..