“Get out, I want to try something,” she told me. Yvette was highlighted from the back, her face was shadowed but her silhouette again shook me up, the hot dream surged to mind and my prick shivered. That’s when I woke up, my erection in the grip of my right hand, the end of it clenched off to keep me from cuming all over my wife’s back. Well shit, my hard-on would have to starve again. I breathed a warning to her, she pushed me up, looked me in the eyes, and offered herself completely, “Cum. Cum in me, I want it.” I arched my back which forced my erection as deep into her as it would go then stopped holding back. My cock was half full with curiosity, my pulse a little faster as I watched Yvette. My prick swelled with lust and anticipation; her breasts swelled with a deep breath. How would those full, glossed lips feel in a kiss? Our daughters were fourteen and almost inseparable. I opened my eyes, it was dark, too
