'Now for your cunt', he muttered. Still with one tit being thoroughly massaged he lifted her skirt and rubbed her groin before slipping under the elas...tic of her panties into a heavy growth of hair and then, slowly at first began to penetrate, gradually pushing his finger into her crack. A shudder when through her, a muffled gasp followed as he preceded to finger fuck her. He didn't notice the beads of sweat that appeared on her forehead, he was too busy 'buttering her up'. Bit by bit her. I gave her a few more moments to enjoy whatever musing she was having before I interjected by saying, ‘Something on your mind, my love?’ Totally thrown off guard, a flush of crimson spread across my wife’s high cheeks. When Marcel turned his attention to Jill, the heat travelled down and washed over her chest too, making the paleness of her breast stand out as much as her stone hard nipples. I chuckled under my breath, and waited for Jill to compose herself a bit, yet although she turned her. On top of his clothes he put the pink apron. His fingers carefully straightened a few wrinkles. Then he filled a cool box with whatever he found in his fridge, closed his flat and went to his car. He drove to his favorite market, buying fresh fish, vegetables, meat and wine. Twenty minutes later he parked outside the ornate gate of the mansion. Walking through it and into the secluded court brought back a wave of memories.It is true that locations burn themselves into the memories of painters. Now fuck melike you mean it bitch." I started to pump everything I had into her.My breasts were bouncing against hers. Her legs were wrapped up aroundmy ass almost as if they were pulling me in tighter. Finally I couldhold back no more. I let loose."Yes," she growled. I needed that. Having spent everything I had, Istarted to roll back. Nancy (my wife) looked at me and said "I bet youhave more questions than answers but this is not the time right now." Idid not know what to say.I.