I continued scowling and talking as a man, explaining why I was returning to my car. My scowl was really hiding arousal and disbelief, and I think tha...t Denton knew it or sensed it. My cock was stiffining and I had to walk slowly to keep it from coming out of its tucked position within my thong. We walked and talked, I grabbed my cigarettes lit one and we walked past the picnic, down a dirt road, talking about the past and what not. Sex and experience eventually surfaced in our conversation and. At this point, my back was to the wife and I’m sure she had a good view of me parting the hostess’ lips and then sliding inch by inch into her. Just as I bottomed out she locked her ankles behind me and pulled me in hard to take me as deeply as she could. We paused there for a minute to really just enjoy the feeling of me being so deep inside her, gently rocking up and down so the base of my shaft could stimulate her clit. After a few minutes of that, I started to thrust into her slowly,. I pulled on her pencil eraser sized nipples until they were throbbing with excitement. Next I unsnapped her pants and let them fall to the ground. My fingers traced down and into her opening and she let out a low growling moan. She was tight, but she was also wet and ready. I quickly had three fingers preparing her for what was to come. My cock oozed pre-come into the palm of her hand and she spread it up and down my shaft in a fucking motion. . Madeline sought to remedy her memory lapse by riding her husband hard, now, and feeling him burst inside her. Again!She held Scott's erect manhood in her hand, guiding him toward her pussy. As her lips closed upon the nape of his neck, she slowly slid down onto him."Oh God," she said, feeling him start to fill her. "Ohhhhhhh!"It was amazing and wonderful. This is what she needed: her husband's stiff, thick cock, sliding up into her slit, stretching her wide as he entered her. As Madeline.