” We broke into laughter. He got off me and asked me to turn around. I got on my fours and wiggled my bubbly butt at him. I licked my hand and rubbe... my wet pussy with it – it was so moist.“Give it to me rough this time, Mr J”, I said softly.“Whatever you say, baby.” I felt his hands rest on my butt as his dick now slid through my wet pussy. In no time he gathered a furious pace, slamming against my ass. The room resounded with sounds of his balls slapping against my rump. He was holding my. He could smell the aroma of their sexual activity and feel his wife's hand moving over his lower body. Damn Don, she said quietly, where did that come from? It's been so long since you've responded so well. He grunted in response to her inquiry, he didn't want to tell her that she was not his inspiration during their act. That someone else filled him with inspiration for his efforts. Idly he ran his hand gently over her back, but his thoughts were for another and a slow smile crept over his. “Nor will he. The boy’s loyal enough, even if a bit overwhelmed. I don’t need to see the rest of the message to know what to expect. I can see it ... Sandor Clegane, the Hound, set out to warn folks along the coast of the Bay of Seals. Then Cotter Pyke sent Tormund Giantsbane with a small band of twenty men to support the Hound in his quest, not to mention escort him to the Last Hearth to confer with Lord Umber.“While that’s happening, the Night King will probe the shore with small raids on. Her hips, her breasts, her shoulders, her back, her ass. It all felt so wonderful, so new. As Theresa lay back onto the sofa Jillian followed her down, placing her knee between Terry’s legs.“You are so fucking sexy, Jillian” the words came so naturally as she pressed her cunt up against Jillian’s thigh and began rubbing it against her.“Oh my god, you are so hot, Terry. I can feel the heat from your pussy. And holy shit, that cum felt so good . . . but I want more.”They continued to fondle.