For a moment I fear that I might have woken you as your hand presses my head closer to your neck.The lack of strength with which you do it however eas...s my mind, you are still within your erotic dreamscape.I comply with your unspoken demand in the hope to keep you there a while longer.Your hand tousles through my hair in absent minded motions as I lick and suck the skin at your neckline.The sounds you make are like music to my horny soul and with my free arm I caress your stomach and side. Could this be what I’d been waiting for? From then on every time we fucked and played around I’d bring Jeff into what we did. I’d tell her to imagine that I was Jeff and it was his cock she was sucking and his cock pumping her cunt and his cock filling her up with come. We were both highly aroused. When she came home from work one evening she told me that every quarter some of the office staff go for a night out to a restaurant or bar socially and that she ‘d been asked by Jeff if she was. She had light blonde hair that fell just past her shoulders and crystal blue eyes. She and Heather were only a year older than he was. They were both very well developed for their age. They looked closer to seventeen than fifteen. For some reason all the girls in Jesse's family were very well endowed. He never could figure out why.Heather, needless to say, looked just like Jennifer. She had short, light blonde hair though. No body really called her Heather. Everybody mostly called her Stony.. The woman that was on her back was arching her back even more now and her breathing was becoming very erratic. She was close to cuming, it was one of the sexiest sites I had ever seen in my life. The women on the bed had a pillow blocking me from seeing her head, just as she started to cum, she pushed her feet into the bed lifting her hips off the bed. That’s when I saw it, on her right thigh was a tattoo of a female centaur with her bow pulled back. It was my wife. My wife was having.