Wet Wife's PussyI arose groggily, and at that George slipped back into his own bed, really only a couple of feet from our own bed, crowded together as we were in the room. I headed off to the bathroom, as my wife got out a tube of body cream, and stretched out her leg, actually resting her foot on George's bed, and began to rub the cream into he still wet skin. When I came out of the bathroom, my wife was still slowly rubbing the cream into her thighs and calves, George lying on his bed facing her, the two of them whispering so as not to wake anyone, and my wife not really looking at George, being apparently involved in rubbing the cream into her skin. I could see, though, that the g-string was doing very little to cover her wet pussy, and that George, his face on the pillow only a couple of feet away, had a great few of my wife's almost completely exposed pussy as she slowly caressed her legs. In fact, as I glanced oover on the way back into my bed, the thought occurred to me that the g-string was doing less to cover my wife's pussy, than it was to split her wet pussy lips actually open, and revealing the damp pink folds within. I climbed back into be, and my wife stretched out her other leg, and began to rub more cream into her wet naked skin. I closed my eyes and just felt the movements of her body, as she rubbed body cream over her lower belly as well. Geroge could see my wife possesed a nicely waxed pussy, completely free of hair, as she rubbed lower and lower, then finally shifting the g-string to one side as she rubbed the cream along her wet pussy lips, and then to the other side. By not looking at George as she talked with him, he was able to take long, lingering looks at her pussy, and my wife knew exactly what she was doing, I have no doubt at all. My wife has a very pretty pussy, and her clit gets quite prominent when she is aroused, and I could imagine just how swollen and puffy her thickening clit must have been right then. Since she was also topless, her nipples wet with drops of water from her shower still, I knew that her pussy could only hold George's eye for so long before he visially drank in her perfect tits as well, but that they would inevitably return to her perfect wet pussy too. The whole thing felt almost dream like, my wife's slow casual movements, her damp dripping hair falling down her back, her open wet pussy within easy reach of George, who lay beside his own sleeping wife, and the room lit by the early dawn and the light from the washroom. I slowly began to drift back to sleep, wondering if my wife was about to start masturbating her wet pussy slowly with George watching, but for the moment, too groggy to be concerned, I left her to her own quiet pleasures, and fell asleep myself. Posted: Friday 29th July 2005, 11:43 PM |
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Alexis gets lost in this fuck - her husband couldn't stand to watch all of it himself - this wife turned into one incredibly horny little slut! |