It felt like millions of tiny fingers were fondling Francine's snatch. Francine was moaning with passion! I rotated the massager in circles, intensify...ng her pleasure. Her body was one massive convulsion. In her frenzied movements she kicked off her high heels. It floated, spike up in the water. I sensed my wife getting closer to her release. I kept the nozzle firmly against her cunt lips, giving her a final few tormenting blasts of water, before all hell broke loose. "Mmmmm, mmmmm," she. If you don't really like Fi, then it's done. I won't put her through that."He considered, but it really wasn't so difficult a choice. Ten thousand wet dreams are made of this, he thought wonderingly, but said far more tactfully. "If she'd given me a better indication that she actually liked me, you and I might never have gone out; I do like her and enjoy her company. This ... arrangement ... would be okay with me."Nodding, she said, "I thought you might, but it's awkward, having you as my. “I’m a very lucky girl,” she added moving her hips back and forth a few times.Her pussy felt hot and wet against my now hard pole and she lifted her hips enough to let it easily slip inside. She was hot and wet, and it felt magnificent on my cock and I groaned in pleasure as she began riding me, her breasts swaying ever so slightly above my face.She leaned over and kissed me, and her hair softly fell on my face. I love it when her hair caresses my face, but this time I could smell a sweet. The warmth from the well-tended fire was enough for the Chief and his wife to cast off the heavy furs that most people had to wear even inside their homes. Ivory bent down and made obeisance to the Chief, aware of how awkwardly she was articulating the required formulations. ‘Quite, my dear,’ said Chief Cave Lion who was clearly bored with such rituals. ‘Come here and sit with my wife and me. We wish to speak to you.’ As was the way, the conversation was fairly inconsequential to begin with..