Millimetre by millimetre, her finger tips started to dance towards his crotch.. A butterfly touch, between irritating and arousal. He told her he was ...riving. She told him she didn’t care. He said he had to concentrate. She said that so did she. They drove in silence up the dusty track to the end of the lane, where the amber wooded manoir appeared. by this time his cock was bursting through his jeans, straining for her fingers, in spite. The walked together to the door, it was opened by the key. My wife again shut her eyes and clenched her teeth.He was moving deep in and out, but in a restrained way with minimal ass movement as not to attract the attention of the man standing behind him.After a minute or two of continuous fucking, my wife’s lips parted. I could see even her body had begun to move – moving to the rhythm of the man’s body ! I couldnt believe it. Was my wife beginning to enjoy it ?The very thought brought out precum from my cock.I was watching this man fucking my wife. More

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