I could tell by his voice that he didn’t like his wife enjoying another man fucking her even though he’d said they’d been in the “lifestyle”...for several years. Maybe she’d never had anyone really take the time to find what she liked and give it to her. Whatever the reason she was hotter than any woman I’d ever had the pleasure to fuck. She pulled my face to hers and licked my lips then plunged her tongue between them. “I love you.” She whispered in my ear. “I want you to fuck me like you’ve. I saw a fairly good Bassman in tan ... and a very nice one also in tan. Both had numbers on the dashboard and a master volume control ... early Fenders."Tell me about the amps?" I asked."Can't without the whole story, you got time?" The owner was purebred Wisconsin but I understood most of what he said."Time and plastic ... money," I said."Plastic?" Diners Club."He didn't get it,"Credit card with a hefty limit. You can call the bank and verify." I handed it to him.He called, hung up, and said,. He quickly tried to regain himself, not only his stare but his voice “So now what are you going to do? Tell on me?”. His voice now stronger and sterner, again trying and failing to maintain eye contact.She moved one pace forward now within reach, the last water droplets falling from her body, dripping slowly down her long legs. “Well. Like I said you told the truth at last, so no, I’m not going to tell. But you do need some kind of punishment, so you know it’s wrong to spy on your neighbors.. "Better not," Adam replied. "I still have a bathing suit malfunction." She was counting on that, Dude," Sean said. Leslie had moved lower on Sarah's anatomy and Sean had pulled his gaze away long enough to turn to face Adam. Adam was relieved to see Sean relaxed and smiling."You're bad, both of you," Rachelle said with a little pout. "Like Sean would turn down the offer of a front massage from Trinity." Hell, I wouldn't turn it down if Adam offered it," Sean joked. "Let alone Trinity and her.