Everyone was there with their partners, all dressed up in their finery.As it was a treat for us, we decided to make a weekend of it and booked a room ...n the hotel, as a sort of second honeymoon. I’d packed my filthiest lingerie hoping to rekindle the spark of lust in my husband.We dressed and went down to dinner with the rest of the guests. My Husband was wearing a Black Dinner suit, white frilled shirt and black bow tie.I desperately wanted to be a trophy wife that weekend to be shown off as a. She's a good catch. She will give you a nice warm up." Yes, sir."With that, Mr. Burns made his way backstage to see to everything they would need for next act."So Jen, how do I even begin," Zach asked."What do you like? About my body, I mean."He wasn't sure how to answer. A girl had never been so straightforward about that before. "Umm ... well ... I guess your breasts. They are what catch my eye first. They aren't too big but they're not small either. They are perfect in my eyes." Looks like. Oh, God. No. Please no. Go slow..." She implored as he dived deeper. Sensible now, are we? Placing three fingers in her mouth and one in her ass he hammered upwards like never before, becoming deft to her cries nor could he feel the nails digging into his skin. All that mattered was making that throbbing pussy cum again."KhuuuuuuiiinI'll come. It hurts and feels so good." She managed to say despite the mouthful of fingers."Oh yes. Be a good daughter and let's cum together." he-couldn't hold it. My knees up, my eyes half closed. I moaned gently, almost forgetting I had company.My pussy was soaking, it had been soaking when I was at the mirror, oh...and fairly swampy even when I'd knocked on the door! The heat was phenomenal I was almost burning my own fingers. "I.... oh!" I moaned"Is that nice?" he whispered"Oh.....!" was all I could say, as I stroked away"No one can do it as well as you do it yourself, can they?" he chuckled"No..." I murmured "but I think you lick me better than I.