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First though she stepped back and started a slow slut toons striptease. Once she was totally nude she came over and rubbed her wet snatch over my cock and said, "how do you like having another man's cum in your wife's slut toons pussy? He has a rather large cock and he came a lot. I'm oozing his cum down my legs so you better stick your penis in there while it's still full." She straddled my lap and started lowering herself down my slut toons cock and added, "I let him cum in me right before I came home so you'd have a fresh load to slut toons enjoy. How do I feel with all that sloppy, soupy cum lubricating our sex?
She felt so warm, the skin of her back so soft under my fingers. I lay there content both hearing and feeling her deep breathing. My hand betrayed me, my fingers kept tensing while they slut toons should have been resting on her back, wanting, needing to feel, to experience more of her body. It took my whole focus to keep my hand still on her back, and to control my own breathing. Then I felt her hand raise from it's place near the middle of my back, her wrist still resting across my side. I was worried that she was uncomfortable, and lightened my touch, hoping she would see I didn't mind if she wanted to move. Instead I felt the lightest touch of a single finger move across my skin.
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