He couldn’t invite her in. Shit! He put out a hand to slow her as she took a small step towards him. “Err, can I have, like, ten seconds.... I should tidy up.” He watched as Fliss’ eyes narrowed at the same time as she smiled. Almost with a giggle, she squeaked, “Of course,” and stood back. He left the door slightly open and at full speed bound into the lounge. First stop was the DVD player. He hit the power button and a buxom young blonde was cut off in her prime as she. How many times had her husband taken her to the edge? Philippa had lost count. She was literally thrashing on the bed twisting her body in maddening frustration. Philippa thrust her hips up again and again as she frantically sought release from his tormenting mouth and his teasing fingers. “Damn you! You’re a beast….I….I…..” John grinned. He decided to take his young frustrated wife to the edge one last time. Philippa was readying her brain for her husband to pull back again. He always seemed. She kept her eyes on the road and said nothing as I put my arms around her and directed her back to the highway where we could pick up the pace once more. As she calmed down and I felt her begin to relax again I started to slide my hands over her body with a feather light touch, discovering the contours of her body and causing her to shiver. She began to pick up speed again and I went back to kneading and massaging her fantastic breasts and leant forward to gently nibble and kiss the side. Her smooth and sensual voice forced me to move directly onto her butt. I pulled the sheet down to her knees and began rubbing and squeezing and kneading her firm butt. It helped me a little thinking she might object to this direct assault onto her beautiful ass; maybe a loud ‘Hey, what are you doing?’ But that was not the case. Lisa was thrilled all the more and asked for me to continue. I had to stop for a few minutes and work on her lower extremities. I covered her gorgeous ass with the.