They feel so good in my hands. When her hands find my breasts I moan into her mouth. I start undoing her buttons on her shirt I want to feel her skin ...in my hands. As she lifts my shirt over my head. We both lean back to take our bras off. And just look at one another for a moment. Both breathing hard. ‘’ I want you so bad, you don’t know how long I have dreamed of doing this.” I tell her. I push her down on the couch and start kissing her neck and caressing her tits with my hands. Her. “She told me… afterwards. I knew when I married you that you would make my fantasies come true. I just didn’t realize that it would mean all of my fantasies.”“I would do anything to make you happy babe, and it sure looked to me like you enjoyed yourself.” The words had slipped out of my mouth before I realized what I had said. It was Sheri’s turn to blush.“You watched? You sneaky bastard. You probably jerked off too didn’t you?”I lowered my head, slightly ashamed until I heard her laugh.“Maybe. I knelt next to the bed, and gently began to use my mouth on Bridget's clitoris. From my vantage point, I was getting a close up view of Phil sliding in and out of Bridget, her juices making his cock glisten as her lips gripped his shaft. As soon as she gave into the sensations, I could feel her orgasm begin to build. "Oh God, yes. Yes. Harder. Faster. You feel so good. Fuck me. Don't stop. That's it. Oh, yes." It was mere moments before here hips began to buck wildly as her orgasm coursed. " Wow," Peter replied. "Something must be up. Um, no, Sam took the kids to her mom's for the afternoon. But let's go down to my office and talk." Peter led me downstairs to his large basement office. "What's up, Frank? You've got me kind of worried." Well," I began, "nothing's really wrong and I don't think you have to worry. It's just that something happened at our house that I wanted to talk with you about." O.K. I guess I'm a little more at ease. What is it?" I got Dylan one of those mini.