My free hand moves between her thighs and forages in her bush looking for her delicious pussy slit. I can smell her arousal - its earthy and I'm sure ...its tasty (I haven't tasted her to date - thats not allowed!). My finger finds her very wet pussy slit and her slightly engorged pussy lips. I run my finger up and down her slit as I continue to tease her nipples - switching back and forth between them rapidly.My finger tip goes deeper between her pussy lips and makes first contact with her erect. The smacking of their skin sounded almost like the clapping of hands. It didn't seem to have taken them much time to get down to business. I guess he passed on the appetizer and went straight to the main course. “Oh my God! You're fucking huge. Fuck me. Fuck my whore cunt!” Anne screamed. Very strange because she's usually fairly reserved vocally. I stood there dumbfounded watching my wife moaning like a whore and begging for him to fuck her harder. He appeared to do just that, hammering her. "We probably shouldn't rush you, then." He said. "I can't guarantee I won't try if we're that close."Hyandai rolled over and kissed his cheek. "I understand." She said. "But it was fun for that moment." She smiled widely. She pushed his shoulder and forced him to his back. She leaned up, then, onto her arm, so that she was surveying his person.Her hand touched his chest, and started tracing a line down it. The fingers slid over his stomach, then his pelvis, eventually, they found and enwrapped. I waited for him to say something else, but that was all he had to say about that. As he drove me to his house, he told me he wanted me to lean my seat back so his neighbors couldn't see me. I felt sorta funny lying down in the moving car, but he put his hand on my thigh. It was very comforting, and I think it was meant to be because he didn't rub or massage he just had it there as if to communicate, "it's okay, you're with me, and I'll take care of everything." I had such a hard time.