So does a snug band at the base of my cock. The best thing is some time spent in foreplay; lots of kissing, tickling, gentle stroking, and lots of vi...uals. Best of all is fine nasty talk. Especially when coming from my usually quiet wife. She alone of all the women I have made love with over the years has the ability to make me lose all control. Just about all she has to do after we get started is to order me to cum and she gets a hot load deposited wherever she desires. If not as deep as. ‘I fail to see why that is any of your concern.’ Just then, a man descended a staircase into the kitchen. ‘Do not take her words as personal injury. She refuses to tell anyone the identity of his father.’ ‘Father! I am sorry if we woke you!’ ‘Do not fret, dear, I was awake when yon man arrived,’ he assured her. Again, my curiosity got the better of me. ‘Why won’t you tell anyone who the father is?’ I inhaled sharply after I said this, I had majorly crossed the line of propriety, and I knew it.. Karen sucked in a breath and put a hand on her stomach to feel his cock push her belly outwards. She let out the breath and Colin leaned forward to kiss her as he was now fully imbedded in my wife. Now I know the depth of my wife's pussy so just where it all was inside her I can only imagine. When they broke their kiss Karen held my hand and said . "How are you liking it so far babe ,cos I am fucking loving your idea of me and a big cock!" Both myself and Colin gave a little laugh as she smiled. She stood and dusted her nice round ass off. She bent her head and curtsied to me. When I saw her legs part I took a step forward then a loud sound came. And I realized it was my front door. I had actually never heard anyone use it before. Most people used the small bell to the right of the door. I hurried down my stairs and pulled open the giant door. And there in the rain stood the perfect brunette woman. Naked. She was soaked through the skin with warm summer rain, her hair a dripping mess,.