With that, the phone hung up. Alma sat holding the phone, thoughts running a million miles an hour through her head. She hated the position she was in... but deep inside her body was tingling at the domination Mike was giving her. She hung the phone up and showered. She couldn't resist the urge to bring herself off quickly under the pulsating water. When she got out, she went to her room. She began looking through her dresser drawers for her sexiest bras and panties. After she had selected a few,. I dipped my finger in to moisten her clit. Then thrust three fingers deep into her wetness. She gasped and moved her hips up and down, moaning and whimpering. Without a word, my fingers continued with slow, long strokes up and down her clit. This went on for a few minutes, and then her hand reached between his thighs. He shifted his hips to give her easier access as she gripped onto his cock. As I lay their drunk with the thrill, my husbands hot throbbing cock in my hand he leaned over to my. More

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