I was coming to the realization that although I hated this man's pushy, crude attitude, I was getting hard watching him fondle my wife. I also realize... that Claire enjoyed having him fondle her in front of me.The ride to our hotel was short but seemed long as I watched the two of them in the back seat. As soon as they got in the car he began kissing her or maybe it was Claire that began the kissing. I could hear them talking, louder than a whisper but not loud enough for me to understand what. She never ran down the man she had been living with and at one point must have considered marrying him. Her only comment being, "I made some choices and they weren't always the right ones."Penny came back to the kitchen and helped complete the plans for Thanksgiving. Again before going to bed that night Penny mentioned how bad she felt about taking Ed's bed away from him. Ed was just a little exasperated and said, "Penny I'm going to be away for a week starting Thursday. If you want to go to. His face brightens as he sees me standing provocatively, and unashamedly crude, ‘Hi, I’m Frida’, I say warmly, but his eyes are transfixed on my crotch, before shifting in an upward scroll over my flat tummy and perky breasts and nipples screaming to be suckled in his old mouth. He draws level with me and I embrace him, feeling his hands cup my buttocks and pull me closer. ‘My God’, he gasps, ‘I thought your husband was k**ding when he spoke of you’, but I never responded, choosing instead to. Ginny was blind to the outside world with the exception of her man reaming her anus. The warrior’s strokes had increased in length so that he was eventually pulling out until only his spongy head remained within her rectum before he buried his entire bone within the confines of her innards. The Weasley witch stroked the inner walls of her pussy with several fingers and was fascinated by the sensation she could detect caused by Harry’s prick rooting around in her guts via her vaginal back.