..what a nice hairy bush you have my girl!" he exclaimed.She leaned over on the table and he went over to her.The old man looked at me, then commenced...to rub and massage all over my wife's naked body....breasts...belly...bottom...and the thick thatch of her beautiful pubic bush. He really reveled in the pleasure of her hairy slit. My wife has a very thick, very soft and bushy pelt between her thighs..."Now watch as I fuck your wife!" he snapped at me leering at me.His big fat cock was well over. I felt naked, more exposed now than I had been after my assailant had stripped me of my clothes and my dignity."Bran-" I began. His eyes met mine for an instant, burning with an unreadable emotion. He held out one hand, palm out; I subsided, shrinking as he pored over my most intimate imaginings. Finally, he reached that damning final paragraph.His eyebrows quirked again, and he folded the pad back. He waved it in front of me. "Did you really mean all this?"Silence reigned. I thought my heart. Carrie wouldn't let her do it. More cum poured into Della'smouth. She tried not to swallow and spit what cum she could out of the sides of her mouth.It was then that Lance released Carrie, too. “Oh my God! Stella!”The young man pulled up his shorts after Della released his cock and went back to his friends.“Stella, Baby. I'm so sorry.”“Fuck you, Mom!” Stella sobbed. “Just fuck you.”Carrie looked at Lance. “You! You have something to do with this.”“Every single bit of it, bitch! And I'm. The matching panties are damp already. Finally she hears a car in the drive. I came to the door in a dark suit, white shirt, and tie, looking like a million bucks. I smile at her, sending her nerves tingling. " Hello darling'," She said as we smiled at the cliché. I slide my arms around her and kiss her, a deep passionate kiss with plenty of tongue that turns her on so much. When we finally came up for air she led me to the bedroom and shut the door. She can't resist another kiss, this time.