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.." ... In you... ?" he gasped. "You mean... ?" Well... my husband's in there... making it with your wife... so... ?" she smiled at him impishly."... And you want me... to..." Fuck me!" she finished for him, the four letter obscenity rolling off her tongue lewdly, as she gave his now hardened cock a meaningful squeeze."Hell! That doesn't make sense!" It'd serve them both right... especially if we let them catch us... too!"Ron's massive erection jerked involuntarily against her hand in his pocket. "I'm beginning to see..." he whispered. Then, she was taking her hand out of his pocket and stepping down to the ground in front of him. With sure, knowing hands, Fred's wife reached out for the zipper of his pants fly, found the tab and pulled it down, the metallic sound loud in the heavy night air. "... And, I'll start taking care of you... right now!" she murmured, as her hand, smooth, white and dainty, dipped into his opened fly to bring forth his lancing cock.He looked down at her where. I washed my hands and rejoined Phillip in the living room. I sat next to him on the couch."Are we forgetting something?" Phillip asked."Oh, sorry," I replied, and leaned to kiss him."I love your kisses but, I meant your dress," he informed me, "you still have it on." You want me to take my dress back off?" Of course." It's a quarter to midnight, we have to go to bed," I answered."Yes, please!" Phillip quickly responded."Sadly, separate beds." Dang, well stay up with me until midnight then?" he asked."Okay but, no later." Let me help you with that dress," Phillip said as he stood up.I giggled, "You still want my dress off?" Of course. I'd like you how you were before you got the trash can back."He threw two cushions onto the floor and, asked me to lay on the floor with him until midnight. I removed my dress and lay next to him on the floor, we were facing each other and, he kissed me. His hand moved to my cheeks, he started to pull my thong down a little."If I remember correctly, the.
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