You pulled my pants lower still and massaged my ass. My pussy grew wet and I battled with myself inside my head. Your touch was firm yet so tender and...I let the mental door slam on my silly protests. You removed my pants and massaged my leg joints right at the crease where my ass meets my legs, occasionally brushing against my pussy, which was beginning to throb with the need to feel you touch it. You kept massaging and I felt my hips rise off the couch to offer you better access. You ran your. Our charter jet was ready. Karen was surprised since it was a charter. We took off. Flying by charter was different because there was room in the cabin and we were left alone to cuddle. We barely managed to keep our clothes on for the trip!We landed and were conveyed to our island to begin our two weeks. Supper was just being readied as we came on the island. We met our chef who congratulated us on our marriage and left us with a great meal. We ate and Karen then said, "Brad, take your wife to. I crawled up behind her. I could see the split halves of her plump pussy glimmering with wetness in the flickering light of the candles and pressed right up to her. I didn't have to do anything, she just gave a hard shove backward and put me about halfway inside her, then I pushed the rest of the way. Well, not only was Rita a small woman, she had a small pussy, nice and tight as well. She gripped me wonderfully as I moved back and forth. "Mmm, like my pussy, Lou? Your cock is wonderful, you. When I came downstairs for breakfast imagine the feast served out for my eyes. The fact that I was a man with manly needs didn't even enter her mind. I was her sweet innocent little boy and the fact that I was staring at her didn't make her think it was anything more than absent daydreaming. I watched her as she cooked on the stove with the sun entering through the window making a silhouette and defining her firm toned body. She bent over to get things from the fridge and cupboards and even.