I told her that Tim would just freak. She disagreed and suggested that her husband might just be tickled pink with a bald pussy. She swung around and ...flopped one leg up over the arm of the sofa. Amy lay back down on the cushions and looked over at me. She pulled a little electric shaver out of her pocket, held it out toward me and told me to get over there and shave her crotch. Amy is such a tart but this was going well beyond anything she'd done to me before. I ignored her but she kept at me. Carefully, she slipped beneath the coverlet and started to kiss and lick his feet, working slowly up until she came to his erect weapon. This she wanted in her cunt, spraying new life into her womb. She decided to take a chance and instead of the fellatio he expected she moved around and slowly lowered her cunt over his prick, impaling herself exquisitely and moving slowly up and down, twisting as she did so, in a way she knew men liked.As she fucked him she thought of some of the men she had. She glided to him and grabbed his cock through his boxers. He smiled as he watched her drop down to her knees. She glided her hand up and down his cock looking up at him and saying something. He chuckled and rubbed the back of her head and watched as she licked her lips and began kissing along the top of his boxers. She peppered his abs with wet kisses making sure to coat each pack with at least one kiss. Using her tongue she circled his belly button and drew a line from his belly button to. . already?", you blurted out. "We started the moment you opened the door for me", I said curtly, "now don't make me repeat myself!"Quickly you recomposed yourself and took off the gown, got your hands in the back of your neck, elbows pointing outward, legs shoulder width apart, eyes lowered. I walked around you without saying anything. I was secretly enjoying the thought of this gorgeous woman who I had seen on TV so often was here before me naked, obeying my instructions, needing to be.