She knew there was a distinct difference between having sex and making love. I was developing real feelings for this woman that could develop into lov... and here was my wife telling me to make love to her.I moved slowly up along her body. I stopped at her belly button and moved my tongue around it, I then moved up to her left tit and circled it. Before moving across to her right tit I gently rubbed my tongue across her enlarged nipple. She groaned loudly. I then gave her left breast the same. His generous 6’1” height intimidated most people, and they were right to be concerned.Just then there was a knock on the door as a hotel porter well known to him, Jeff, arrived.“Could you help me carry that to the baggage check desk at Penn Station? And let’s hurry, my train leaves soon.”“Yes, sir,” the porter smiled; he and Jeff had known each other since George was very young. This was George’s first time here alone, but Jeff knew that his father John was a big tipper, especially for jobs of. Inch by inch he slides in to me. ‘Oh yeah, you are so tight baby’ ‘You feel fantastic inside me.’ I tell him He starts to moving inside me, withdrawing to just the tip and sliding back in all the way. I wrap my legs around his hips to meet his thrusts and we are kissing, deeply, and passionately. We started to increase the pace bit by bit. Faster and faster. We are both breathing heavily between kisses. We seem to explode together, as one. As I cum, I close my eyes to see starbursts exploding. "Wha... what do you ever mean Billy?" I asked hesitantly."OK Donna let me lay it out for you. I was looking around for a certain web site and in my haste I hit a wrong key and it pulled down a recent lists of web sites visited. Just their names alone were enough to make me visit them. Porn sites. OK I thought, but it could have been your sons' or even your husband who visited them. So I searched around a little more and found that you had saved the e-mails, but not in your hot mail account, but.