My wife is always extremely vocal when we are having sex and she will bring the house down when she has an intense orgasm. I kissed her and thrust my ...tongue down her throat as i pounded into her with deep hard thrust. She moaned into my mouth and she was going wild with passion. I could feel her orgasm coming. We went down on the floor, as i mounted her and started fucking her missionary style, her favorite position. We were now fucking like we were alone in our own bedroom. I fucked her with. You are from Europe?" She thought that it sounded so weak and stupid to ask such an obvious question."Yes, just moved here recently." His eyes pierced into hers, causing her knees to feel weak. "I am sorry we never met before now. Like this." He looked about to emphasize his point.She wanted to feel his hand again, needed to feel his hand. But instead smiled shyly uncertain what to say. When his gaze turned back to her, he calmly and slowly looked down upon her body. Obviously appraising and. Her vulva was reddish and slightly swollen. Her twat slit had definitely been well stretched and had not snapped back to its pre-fuck condition.“Grant, darling, come eat me out and lets seal this moment of love between us. I feel so romantic. Show me that George is wrong about you. Show me that you’re a man who goes after the woman he wants and doesn’t worry about the price he has to pay. Thank you darling for being a man for all seasons.” Gwen cooed in a most sensuous tone.She was so. . !" My left hand immediately reached to my crotch. I squeezed my cock.I looked straight into my mother's eyes. She didn't divert her gaze this time. We stared in each other eyes.Suddenly, dad pushed the chair back and put the newspaper down. Mother quickly got back to her position, put the kettle on her side. Rosie's hand suddenly disappeared from my thighs."Are you alright Urmila?" Dad gave mommy a quizzical look."Not really..." She gripped her forehead with her hands in such a way that it.