As I continued, alternating between feathered licks, broad swipes, and pointed plunges, I felt her hips rocking back and forth. I even heard a moan or...two, as she got wetter and wetter. My hands surrounded her thighs, one wandering up to her pointed breasts, the other working slowly toward her clit. My index finger hovered over her sensitive bud as it emerged from its hood, barely grazing it. Her hip movements were smearing her essence from my nose to my chin. Her moans got louder and longer. I. As Jane was finishing up breakfast Sean quietly looked into the kitchen to see his lovely wife. He took in her beauty for she was barefooted and only wearing the dress shirt he wore last night to dinner and the jazz club. He loved that look and to him, she was the woman that epitomized a woman in a man’s dress shirt. She gave him an early wake up call this morning that he was really grateful for and now she was cooking breakfast. “What a woman,” he thought. Sean walked up behind her. He. More

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