And for Alan it is right—so very fucking right. He turns on the shower and waits for it to steam up. Then he strips and strokes himself, catching si...ght in the mirror of the dog sitting patiently at the doorway. He looks away and releases himself. The man shivers as he enters the shower. The thing between him and Sandy could be great, just as much as what he seems to want to happen between Debbie and him. It is naughty, sexy and totally unexpected. All he can think about when he is with Debbie. “Honestly, I only want two things right now. You, and that ass” I said.She smirked and promised she’d try her best to stay quiet. I resumed fucking her, occasionally stopping to kiss her, and primarily to give myself a quick break so I didn’t finish so quickly. Her moans continued, but they were much quieter this time around.Deciding I wanted to finish while looking into her beautiful green eyes, I flipped her onto her back, and fucked her on the edge of the couch. She positioned her legs over. After arriving at my home we lit the fireplace, opened a bottle of wine to relax, enhancing our sexual inhabituations. We finished our drinks and strolled to the bedroom. I gently unzipped her silk dress as it slipped off her soft shaven body exposing her black velvet bra and tantilizing thong. She removed her soft velvet covering as I caressingly placed my arms around her hour glass waist, feeling the warmth of her silky milky white skin and perfectly fourm breasts press gently to my body. Her. It feels good.” I was taken aback by this, causing me to hesitate while I digested what was going on. Maybe she was talking in her sleep, or not yet lucid from just waking up. She turned to me, looked my straight in the eyes and said, “Why did you stop just as it was getting good?” That’s all of the encouragement I needed to continue my foot massage, and this time I wasn’t shy about it. I vigorously massaged her feet with confidence. I massaged each toe, then pressed my thumbs firmly into her.