“He’s into it,” she said. “Wow.”
She brought herself close to him. .”
The guy looked confused. The guy noticed something was different. The guy was pushing his ass back into my face. Like a sugar cube getting water poured over it. The guy started to protest, and I knew how he felt. “He just doesn’t know it yet.”
She’d painted her toenails. A lovely pleasant buzz hummed away in my head. Dopey, happy, stupid, pleasure. Pale skin. In there?” “Goddamn,” the guy said. Waiting for an order. I could tell from her scent. Literally. Smooth. “He just doesn’t know it yet.”
She’d painted her toenails. And then he flexed, and he hollered, and he pulsed, and I knew that his cum was shooting into my wife. I was falling in love. She crawled over and straddled me and stuck her pussy right over my face. “Not yet,” she said. Then he saw my expression and his smile left.
