. Oh. Jeez, no wonder you weren't lucky at love. Did you kill yourself over that, you big schmuck?Hey!You know, you could have lost it.Don't delve int...o my memory for a few seconds and then think you know all of me.Fine. Then why don't we... and out of what I can only think was an angry, almost instinctual gesture, she comes at me, mentally. I feel a presence rush at me, and then... immersion.Oh...Holy...We're one. Exchanging memories at a blurring speed.How odd, to actually be able to 'point. He slowly opened all my nightie hooks and dropped in onto the floor. I was in my pinks. He complimented saying that I am making these pinks look more beautiful than they actually are.Ah, flirting.. I see. Lusting… would be a better world, he replied. The expressing in his eyes and way he made me feel, made me once again melt in his arms, this time on the sofa. I sat between his legs and put my head on his shoulder.He softly massaged every inch of me that he could from that position. I hear from. His hands pushed down on her lower back as his hips powered up into her and his pulsing shaft shot ropes of hot cum into her convulsing pussy. Keyes rattled breath was thick with lust and pleasure as he continued to pump long steady finishing strokes into Bree until their orgasms waned. Soon their breathing slowed and Bree sat up lazily. A pleased cum drunk smile on her face, as she lifted herself and Keyes slipped from her, cum and all. He pulled up his briefs and zipped himself while she. She said he won't let her do anything to him, no massage, anything, he just wants to please my wife and let her know how special she is to carry his c***d. I went back at 5:00 to see if they wanted me to bring dinner. Wife was exhausted, sweating, breathing heavily but beaming from ear to ear. She said no, she's had it, lost count of how many times she came, it's now 5 full body massages, 4 foot massages, 6 sperm deposits and 2 baby massages, gently rubbing and lightly massaging her growing.