“Uh, yeah, I felt that. Maybe I was wrong about you. It takes some balls to finger a wife in front of her husband like that.”“Yeah, Jesus, Jim... Cut the shit, will you?” stammered Bob. He was flustered and didn’t know how to react.“Yeah, uh, sorry about this Bob,” said Jim with chagrin. “But she was really questioning my manhood there.” He kept rubbing the soft, tender skin of Susie’s inner thighs as he talked. Then he moved his hand up and stroked her outer labia for a moment. He could. Emilie finally closed her eyes and moved the small bit to connect their mouths, after a few minutes of frenzied kissing Isabella found herself up on the counter, Emilie pulling the tattered shirt up to allow her hand to slid up Isabella's shirt, her other steadily stroking Isabella's inner thigh. Responding Isabella pulled Emelie's head to her breast while biting her own finger, her legs twining around Emelie's slim waist as Emelie snuck her fingers into the crevice between Isabella's legs, her. More

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