My eyes never leave yours. Once you've been released, you grab my wrists roughly, and twist me around. I gasp. You grab them again, and pin them again...st the back of the couch, your chest against my back, my butt pushing against your thickened, erect member. You push my head down, and pull out my pelvis more, forcing me to present my wet, throbbing sex waiting for you.You tease me. You run fingers up and down. You run the tip of your member across my wetness. But soon, you enter me. hard and. ..his face had the look of ecstasy. My wife then put her bush not more than three feet from the camera as she cried out in organism. “JIM!” She screamed “LET YOUR LOAD GO!” She moved quickly back from her screen so she could this man fire a load that arced more than 3 feet to the floor.It was too much for me... and I went like a teenager being given a hand job in the back seat of a Buick.“How did that feel” my wife asked Jim. “It was incredible” he said. The panties she had on were only. ”“Okay,” she replied, turning to the waitress. “Just bring us an order of mild. How many are in that?”“There’s ten wings to an order.”“That’ll be fine, thanks.”The waitress disappeared and Stacey took another good-sized slug of her beer as I sipped at my wine. We talked freely, she telling me about the various clerical jobs she’d had over the years and asking me questions about my business. She seemed genuinely interested and was surprisingly easy to talk to. I noticed many of the male. We squirmed and writhed, smacking and moaning with each movement. I scrubbed her pubic hair, getting it VERY soapy. She seemed to like that.She then said, "I'm clean enough - let's go to bed!" Good enough for me! We stepped out of the tub and I grabbed some towels. She said, "Nah, let's do it wet!" WOW! Angelica is WAY older than her years. We hit the sheets and fell against each other. Sucking led to fucking - with our fingers, our toes, our tongues, and my cock. She fingered my ass in a way.