She sat on the couch with him and started to snuggle up and rub his thigh. He seemed really nervous with me sitting there so I went to the kitchen and... took my time freshening our drinks. I took about 15 minutes more than necessary and noticed it had really gotten quiet except for my noise in the kitchen.When I went back in the living room, Harv was on his knees in front of her and his head was buried in her cunt. I got undressed quietly and sat in my chair and watched as he ate her cunt. She. Monica loved Bill's voice and she loved his brash boldness that he could call her again and act as thought nothing had ever happened to dampen their sexual ardor and desire for each other. Why hadn't he ever taken the chance to fuck her, she asked herself as she felt her heart start to beat faster and her pussy began to grow wet."You know, Bill, I would have gladly been much sexier with you than you'd ever let me be," Monica reminded Bill, and she could hear him give an audible moan as she. But you didn't see through that. You thought that there was something special between the two of you that was more important than your marriage. And I don't know if I could ever learn to deal with that." Why do you have to repeat those awful things I said? I feel bad enough as it is." No you don't. Until you feel worse than me you won't feel bad enough. I say these things because I keep hearing them over and over in my head."Marci asked, "So where do we go from here? Are you going to ask for a. Behind the one-way mirror, she knew her husband was just as hard. She slurped and moaned around the hard cock in her mouth, knowing her husband was hearing every tiny sound through his headphones.She cut her eyes to the side, and though she couldn’t see them, she could feel the eye contact from within the small, dark room behind the mirror.“Looks good, doesn’t it,” her young lover remarked upon noticing her glance.“Mmm hmm,” she moaned around him, and then took him deeper.He grunted and.