‘How does a history teacher get calluses on his fingers?’ She asked, her eyes dancing merrily. Mark chuckled, his deep bass gliding over the sound... ‘Do you want me to show you?’ She tilted her head at him, studying for a moment, and smiled. ‘Yes.’ He stood up, setting his wineglass down, he held out his hand and waited. She slipped to her feet, walked around the table and slid her hand in his. Even the feel of his hand intertwined with hers sent shivers down her back. He led her to the back. " I arch up and whisper "please" so softly its just a breath, barely a word, more like a sound. My Man knows what i want. He knows i cannot resist His cock in so near my lips. He takes his hand from my panties and i slide my panties down past my fuzzy mound. I slip my finger into my wet entrance then over my clit, showing Him how much i want Him. I show Him how His arousal makes me so wet and needy for Him.He smiles down a me, His cock still in His one hand , with His other hand, He curls His. "Hey Jen! Can I fool around with your husband!" She yells at her sister."Sure, you can do what ever you want with him, he's been good lately!"She takes her hand out and I lean over to meet her, she stick it in my mouth and I give it a good suck til she pulls it out with a pop! She leans over and starts to undo my pants."Can I suck your dick?"She asks."Ah, yeah , sure!" I say and help her get my pants down.Jen gets up and Ernest's cum runs of her pussy and down her inner thigh as she turns. Here slim, naked body, only covered from the waist down by her blanket, was a picture of perfection. Tall and slightly tanned without a blemish to be seem, her breasts rising proudly from her chest. Amanda lay curled against her side, her wavey honey blonde hair covering Ebony's left arm as she lay nestled on her shoulder, her mouth only a whisper form Ebony's nipple. She had one arm thrown over her lovers stomach loving and feeling loved from her even in sleep. The worries and stress that had.