My husband was acting like a virtual Russ.“I hope you meet him in Denver,” he said, and his own kiss turned more intense. I whimpered because I wa... turning on, too.HIs kisses traveled from my lips to my throat -- I love having my throat kissed! -- and lower, to my breast.“I should show you what he would want," he whispered. I guess my little moan told him to do just that. He knelt beside me, put his hand on my cheek, and turned my head. My eyes were closed, but I felt his cock on my. She was looking sideways…I could see her ways through the hillocks of her boobs..she perceived that and blushing more.. where this blush had come from all at a sudden? may be that’s nature. I grabbed her boobs and kneaded them. Her face twirled with a pain of sweetness. She closed her eyes. And now it’s the part of her luscious navel.I caressed her navel and kissed her navel and smelt it. It was wet, dark, hot and sensuous. I removed my shorts, and my dick shot up. I pushed it into her navel.. It music to my ears when she lets out a low moan and a whimper as my fingers find the right sport between her legs. Her body becomes a live thing under my administrations and very soon it freezes and she has her first orgasm.On the drive home I can see she a little embarrassed about her total loss of control, but as far as I'm concerned she's working out great; I can now confirm that her body is perfect. I'm now in a position to make subtle suggestions to her dress; her skirts are way to long. Are you really going to just spit it out?”Her eyes watering, she gave in and forced it down her throat, feeling like she had just swallowed a spoonful of salty honey. He then wiped the semen off her face and held her hand out to her. Having developed an instinct for obedience, she started licking his hand clean like a cat, making sure that every last sperm ended up in her mouth.“You’re doing perfect, just to expected from the world’s best girlfriend. Now onto the main dish: intercourse.”“What’s.