It was so slippery that the sensations were numbed but the frustration simply added to the fun. Peter’s hands were on my hips, fighting with the sam...e slippery problem. I was over-lubed, so slippery that we were both fighting for every jot of stimulation. The bed complained as Peter desperately humped my backside. His strokes were harsh and commanding but I could take them – just. I frantically rubbed my swollen clit, getting nearer and nearer the point of release. “Your cock feels so good in. The sun was already up and Ilse was moaning from discomfort. I was spooned up against my beautiful fiancée, but in my sleepy state, I didn’t realize what was going on.“Ahhh!” Ilse groaned again, with a loud voice.Well, that most certainly woke me up!“Are you okay?” I asked concerned, realizing, after the words had already left my lips, what a dumb question it really was.Of course, she wasn’t okay, she was going into labor you idiot!Ilse, however, was more forgiving and replied with a pained. I pointed out that the king size bed and mattress were new, and that other than sleeping on it for a few weeks, I had yet to really test it out. She sat down on the bed. “Comfortable.” she remarked. “I like it.” Jeanine got up off the bed and walked over to the window. On the way, she finished her wine and put her cup on the bureau as she passed it. I drank my remaining wine, put my cup on the table next to the bed, and walked up behind her. I put my hand on her hip and told her that there. Beginning with your nipples and breasts, both taking up where I left off in the hot tub and with a desire to tease you a bit more, I sucked and licked them again. Only then did I begin to work my way down to my long awaited destination leaving a trail of kisses along my way until, at last, I reached the point of no return. First, slipping a finger in just to feel the warmth and wetness and to open up my sensual present, I lowered my mouth upon you. Pausing long enough for you to feel the warmth.