I get to my feet and, lifting your leg a little higher, I line up my cock to enter you only to be surprised as your husband comes behind me and rolls ...a condom over my shaft. He pats my arse and returns to sit in the corner as I slide my cock fully into you. You gasp as your wet lips spread around my meat then grunt as my knob penetrates deep, deep inside you. At first I fuck you with long languorous strokes, kissing you as you press your tits into my chest but it’s not long before we both. "Tsk, tsk… now, now slut, don't be greedy! I'll give it to you when I'm ready!" he chuckled.She made a disappointed whimpering sound and then kept still hoping that he would enter her soon. Connie's pussy drooled with anticipation and he could feel every nerve and muscle waiting for that delicious moment when he would open her again.Tommy's hand came off her head and he pulled her ass cheeks apart. He peered into her pink wet folds and shoved two fingers inside to scoop out some of her. ”My third big item of sex-furniture is called the “sex-horse” and it looks somewhat like the traditional saw-horse that carpenters use. There is a central beam, and at each end there was two legs set at an angle, forming an inverted “V.” In this case there were some obvious differences between my sex-horse and the traditional saw-horse. First, a saw-horse is usually unfinished 2x4s, where my sex-horse was polished wood and shining steel. Second, my sex-horse was much bigger, the adjustable legs. It's music from the movies. Let's say we try for tickets, have a late meal, and find the perfect end to the day." Eve nodded eagerly."Yes, we shall have our music, have our meal, then you can have me." She paused momentarily. "And I can have you!" She lifted her face for a kiss. "John, you would be shocked to know how much I want you." No more than you, Eve, if you knew how much you are desired."We returned from the concert that Friday. I had Butterflies in my stomach, and was sure that Eve.