She must have heard us having sex Michelle whispered in my ear Yes, the horny bitch I replied We continued to watch as her mother slid one hand down ...from her breast to between her legs, which she now spread, and started playing with her clit, this in turn made her moans become louder. I put my hands around Michelles waist and started to rub her stomach with both hands, one hand making its way to her breasts, the other snaking down to her pussy. Watching her mother play with herself and feeling. And I was disappointed. I joined my wife in bed and she talked about being back in Maine and how she loved it. She snuggled in wrapping my arms around her feeling her ass push against my cock it started to rise. I wanted to save it for my mom but my wife had other ideas, she reached behind her and started to play with it through my boxers, then pulled it through the slit in the front and continued to get me harder with each stroke. My hands traveled from her stomach to her breast, kneading each. Getting impatient and all worked up, my hands trailed down her sides and I began planting urgent kisses on her neck and made my way up to her ear lobe that I knew without doubt would send shivers down her spine. And true enough that elicited a long soft moan from her lips. And just as she seemed immersed in pleasure, I planted another two firm spanks on her butt. “Hey!” she pouted. “What did I do?” “You know what you did,” I said devilishly, caressing her on the area that was now beginning to. I want your hard cock to pound my pussy with all the energy you can give me. I want it hard and long. I want our bed to be busy and hot all night long. I want to have to change the sheets over and over because we keep getting them wet with our sweat and our cum. I want you to make me scream.” “Then let me make you scream,” I said hardly able to contain myself. Lowering my head to her leg I started to kiss her knee. Fran’s skin was soft and warm. Her flesh rose with goose pimples as my lips.