Despite the smooth erect cock and tight balls framed by the gaping panties, the sight was highly erotic. I spread lubricant on my cock and shuffled on...my knees between Ashleigh’s smooth thighs. Raising her legs she hooked them over my shoulders, lifting her hips to meet my probing cock. I mounted her, savouring the exquisite dragging sensation of her tight anus on my shaft as I slowly slid into her. “Oh God Doug that’s wonderful!” she moaned. “Am I really the biggest you’ve taken?” I asked, my. ” I said, being a little slow on the uptake.She smiled sweetly and cuddled right into my chest and hugged me tightly. “So, you’re not going to leave?”“No.” I said shaking my head.“Can we say we aren’t going to stop communicating for 2 whole weeks?”“Yes. Let’s just wait a week and get things in order at home and tell the people who should know that we’ve begun to get “out there”, OK?” I answered, hoping she would agree.“OK, unless we find we don’t feel the way we do, but I don’t think that’s. That was all it took for him as he pumped a load of come into my wife's pussy. As soon as his convulsions ceased, my wife told him that her husband would be home any minute and that he had better go. He quickly thanked her and left the bedroom to collect his clothes and leave. My wife remained on the bed with her legs spread, pointed her glistening cunt in my direction. My cock was so hard now that it felt like I was sitting on a steel pipe. My wife rose when she knew her visitor had departed. Any trace of lavender that might have been there before was now gone. Shaking his head he stepped back into the room shut the door and proceeded to shave. Of all his daily rituals, this was the one that he disliked the most. Still, standards had to be maintained. Having finished, he put on a shirt and buttoned up his tunic, half hoping to find more luxuriant golden hairs from the crown of the mysterious and no doubt alluring Sophie. Of course there were no more. He had this one strand of.