I asked her if Hubby could finger me with her. She eagerly agreed. Hubby leaned in with a moan. She pushed me back on the leather sofa. I spread my le...ags wide, Hubby was now seated in front of me, she was on the couch next to me. Hubby's huge fingers began to expertly maneuver my cunt, her soft, slender fingers slipped in with his. I could hear Hubby encouraging me to cum for him. They were both watching my juicy pussy be pumped by each others hands, they would look at each other in lustful. She looks as though she wants to melt away into it, and escape the predicament she had gotten herself in. Though he doesn't allow her too much time to think, for her to be stuck all too much in her head, could ruin the chemistry and flow of the raw carnal artistry that they had set out to create together. He reached over and shut off the water in the shower, and then with one heavy thud at a time from his feet, he steps into it with her. She cringes at his close proximity, and as she stands. "She dutifully took one sandwich and nibbled it nervously, still very unsure and very nervous. I thought for a moment about how she must have felt, our two countries had been at war for six years and here she was in a strange country, she didn't know a soul and up until just a few months ago she would have been the enemy."Fuck this," I muttered and strode up to the stage, the microphone was still on it's stand and I tested it to see if it was still live, it was."Ladies and gentlemen," I. She got up and headed straight for the shower. Thinking of Alex's penis had started to heat her up again and she needed to cool off. She had noticed the embarrassment in his eyes when he attempted to apologise; yet there was something else in his expression. Love? Desire? She couldn't decipher, but whatever it was, she too felt the same in her heart. They had never fallen out before and she didn't want to use this incident to be an excuse, which is why she wanted to make the first move. She.