Jason would clean up the evidence of our debauchery while I began supper. My husband would arrive home. One morning very soon after I began fucking Ja...son I went shopping for skirts. When you're pussy is getting fucked hard regularly, tight, crotch-hugging jeans are not what you want to wear! Fucking for 'only' an hour a day meant my pussy began to regain its normal pink tint instead of the angry red. Then Thanksgiving came. The Friday after was a school holiday but not a holiday for my husband.. “What?” she asked. “You’re beautiful.” I replied. She blushed and I lowered my face to her lightly haired pussy. I slipped one then two fingers into her as I licked and nibbled on her clit. Almost immediately she began to breathe deeper and moaned softly. I moved my fingers faster and faster in her as I sucked and nibbled on her clit. She grabbed my head in both her hands and held it close to her now soaking pussy. A few minutes later her legs grabbed my head along with her hands and her whole. I don't mean it like that. But still..." All I can say is that the heart wants what the heart wants. And in Kim's case, it's really easy for my head to go along. She's smart. Skipped two years of school. Conversation with 'er's like nothing I've ever enjoyed before. Funny, witty, full of these excursions into every subject imaginable."Carole looked at me, a smile forming. "You sound like you're in love." I am." Guess that means that I crafted a list of my girlfriends for nothing."I raised an. I can feel his hand lingering on my hip, his fingers playing with the waistline as he watches the teacher lecture.Using his hand on my hip he pulls me right against him. "Stop" I mouth as I notice that we are completely alone in the back row of the hall... He smiles before leaning in and whispering "You know you love it". His breath caresses my ear and I can feel myself getting hot for him. He lightly kisses down my neck as his hand slides from my hip to the inside of my thigh, my checkered.