"Oh no... too much... too much...", my wife moaned, "oh god... please stop... oh fuck". Her body twitched again, violently, and she let out a loud,...long moan. Both her hands were holding onto his forearm, his hand still tight against her pussy. Finally my wife pushed herself back from the edge of the table, freeing her pussy from his probing hand. She was breathing heavy, her chest heaving, her tits swaying, sweat was visibly forming on her face and chest. "No more of that", my wife. Like it or not, she was going to have to get used to the fact that she had more erogenous zones than she was familiar with. She fervently hoped that this newness would wear off soon, since constant sensation would be a nightmare and a half. Adjusting her shirt by tucking it back into the waistband of her sweatpants, James opened the stall door. She was alone in the bathroom, and took the opportunity to look at herself in the small mirror as she pulled on her one armed bomber jacket. Leaving the. More

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