I could see her ass crack fairly parted, giving me a stunning look of her amazing sphincter and a moist cherry protruding out of her slit. I could not... control rolling my hands around my throbbing meatloaf and saw my wife licking her fingers wet and inserting them in her deep and moist pussy. Both of us smiled wickedly, anticipating our long drawn desire approaching fast to be realized. “Baji Shazia’s ass cheeks and breast are too big, aren’t they, honey?” I whispered in my wife’s ears. “What. That’s his claim, anyway.”“Kind of a weird and stalky way to save you,” said Jasmine. “I mean, why not warn you or save you without all the bagagee?”“Jasmine, would you believe a mobster who looked like the love child of Ving Rhames and the obelisk from 2001, if he told you your Dad sold your Mom?” asked Bell.“I saw Mom die in the hospital,” said Jasmine, soberly. It was an old scar now, nothing to get sad about. “Couldn’t he have done something else? Forced Harold to play nice. I don’t know,. ” She looked down at my hand. “It feels so good. I’m close,” she said, almost whimpering. I plunged two fingers into her, then three, fucking her with my hand, pushing the fleshy part of my palm against her clit with each stroke. Her breathing became faster and she started contracting around my fingers. Her breathing was fast and irregular. “Yes, yes, yes…” she moaned. “I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum.” Then her waves washed over me, which sparked my own contractions. Experts say that a climax. Over and over she fucked my dick, still no end to endless quivering, I began to feel the climax coming, my prostate readying a load for deposit. Small moans began to come from me, it was absolute bliss as she rode me.I know she could feel my cock tensing inside her, instantly she knew my cum was ready to explode. I wasn’t sure it she would stop, not wanting me to finish inside of her, but she did not stop, and the thought of her wanting me to burst inside her only made the experience that much.