The entrance to her pussy was sensitive to the touch. She circled her finger at her open portal, making more chills appear. Sliding her finger inside ...urther, she felt her tight ring of muscles and felt them tighten around it. A small groan escaped her, as she practiced tightening and relaxing her muscles. It felt like her pussy was gently sucking her finger. Trying to mimic what her husband did to her, she wiggled her finger inside. Tiny shocks raced from her pussy to her clit, making it grow. We made small talk as I lay there in her lingerie and, despite the relative banality of the conversation, I found my head swim with memories of her. As she told me about her room, I began to trace my fingertips over the soft lace as it strained against my cock. I closed my eyes and thought of her lips and the way she would kiss me, how her tongue would seek out my own. "Are you there?" I was snapped back to reality. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Yeah, sorry. Really tired." I excused myself. More

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