I dropped my satchel, and caught my wife in an embrace. She kissed me passionately, rubbing her naked body against me. Her tongue was eager as she wig...gled it into my lips, fluttering it around and exploring every inch of my mouth. I slipped a hand down and cupped her ass, and pulled her tight against me, letting her feel the bulge forming in my pants.She knelt before me when she broke the kiss. "I'm so sorry for being such a bad wife. From now on, I'll be the best wife ever." She rubbed at my. She was so young and being able to be with her was a dream come true. She stopped kissing me and looking down, she started to undo and unzipped my pants. I watched as she got them undone and inched them down until they fell to the floor. She reached down feeling my cock through my boxers, and as she looked back up at me smiling we kissed.It felt good but she eventually started to tug on my boxers, trying to pull them down, so I helped her get them off. As I bent over pulling my boxers down, I. It would hardly ever start. We had to push start it pretty much every time. After that, it ran like a dream.We decided to strip down the carburetor. Mike's dad had a big garage and loads of tools, so I went over one day to start on the business. Mike wasn't home. I knocked at the back screen door as I always did and Mrs Jones came and opened it, as she always did, but she was dressed in her underwear. Black bra. Black panties. No clothes.She said "Sorry, Mikes not here but come in. I'm not. Olivia winced and laughed, remembering how little Callia had slept when they’d first brought her home. ‘It gets better,’ Olivia promised, pressed a kiss to her grandson’s forehead. Mason opened his eyes and yawned, reached up and grabbed Olivia’s outstretched finger. ‘Oh precious,’ she murmured, snuggled with him again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Will you relax?’ Gray asked Laura, trying to avoid pulling her into the chair to stop the pacing. ‘I can’t help being nervous,’ Laura grumbled, but she.