He smiles warmly and runs his hands from my ankles up my legs, taking the time to grasp my inner thighs. He works his way up slowly, kneading the sens...tive places just below the folds of my pussy. "I am pleased that you have wetness here." He points the juices on my thigh. "And here!" I hold my breath as he continues to point with his index finger to different wet spots on my thigh. He is slowly inching closer to my now sopping wet pussy. I want him so badly. His poking finger touches the. I had chosen that, I was happy with the choice. I wouldn't have given up Ryan or the kids or any of it for anything. But ... that life is, well there's so much of it, you know? It's all bullshit and minutia. Living in the twenty first century, there are just so many small things to cope with. Making sure there is dinner on the table, dealing with the kids squabbling, listening to yet another fucking episode of Kids Next Door on the TV because the kids love it. Making sure they get to their. "I know how much you and your friends like watching the World Cup soccer games and I would so hate to make you miss out." She finished applying her make-up and turned around to give him a kiss."World what?" he asked her looking back and forth in the air. "Soccer game? What soccer game?" Melony kissed him again and wrapped him in a big hug."Drink beer, get drunk, hoot and holler at the game, be a guy and let us girl's be girls!" she laughed."Have all the fun you could possibly have dear. You've. The girl manoeuvred over Stella’s bended knee and began grinding her smooth pussy into her leg, making it slick with a creamy fragrant juice. Stella, surprised, finally broke the kiss, said what-the-hell and her Technicolor dress disappeared. Her, yes, ample boobs fell forward onto Cindy’s bare chest, feeling warm to the touch. Cindy’s eyes rolled back when this happened and she hunched her pelvis harder into flesh. Stella saw that the girl was going thru passion overload. The statuesque woman.