"Hey, it's okay" he said pulling her into a gentle embrace "Just cryall you need to" Why.... Why are you being like this?" she sobbed "You of all peop...leshould hate me the most!" Shuuush" he said gently "Why would you think I would hate you?" Because....... Because......" she sobbed unable to finish thesentence crying harderShe struggled at first in his embrace but he held on tight. It wasweird feeling but slowly she surrendered to it sobbing softy into hischest as he gently shushed her and. Mins pass silent mins then windows clear I start the car and pull out ,on the way home she speaks "would you really bite me" I look directly into the mirror " take your trousers down or slide your zip down and rub your hot pussy and I will show you bitting" expecting her to be shocked but no she slides her hand down under waist and starts to rub . Wow wife was right Slut let's see how much blowjob ringing in my mind, pulling into next available bus stop " get over into the front ,just climb in. She gently took my trousers and pulled them right off – never taking her eyes off my bouncing, twitching cock.By this time Sue had lost her skirt and knickers – and was stood gently swaying in front of us both – with one hand on her breast – and a nipple firmly being twisted between her fingers and thumb. Her other hand with a single finger was tracing up and down her slit and was slipping in and out as it passed over her clit. It emerged each time glistening and wet – before going back on it’s. He teetered on that edge, feeling Molly’s mouth at his base and her blonde hair surrounding his cock, her silken strands gently caressing him, setting his nerves ablaze. He released her breasts and grabbed the back of her head again, holding her firmly to him, though she had yet to make even a weak effort to pull away.“Why don’t you suck me?” John asked through gritted teeth. “Please fucking suck me!”Finally Molly backed away, just enough to free her lips so she could reply. Panting, she said,.