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Friend's Ex-Wife

... violently and making small bites around the outer edges before zeroing back in with soft kisses and eager sucking and tongue work on her nipples. Nancy feels how wet she is getting. Thank God, this is about to be over it is just one semi-harmless hurrah between us. Nancy eagerly got my shirt off so she can feel naked chest-to-chest contact. I eagerly assisted her in doing that, she pressed her naked tits into my chest as our tongues intertwined again. This time, feeling my hands go underneath the skirt of her dress to cup her naked ass seeming so appropriate and welcome. Again, I had tongued her pussy to orgasm, so it is no big deal that I'm holding her there with both hands. She is trembling at the sensation of my thick fingertips pulling her apart. Then my index finger is moving past the edge of one side of her thong and finding the steaming open wetness that is her vagina. She feels me softly trace up and down her labia and she shudders with pleasure. Now things really are getting out of hand, her mind finally registers, as she feels the tip of my thick finger finding its way inside of her. That is penetration, and more than a tongue tip. This is going to have to stop now. Too bad it feels so good to kiss me. And too bad she'd never see my big cock close-up. That would have to be where she draws the line. Just for fun, though, she presses forward so the front of her crotch made contact with my hardness, through my suit pants, while my finger penetrates a little further ...

... into her from behind. God his cock felt good. So huge, so powerful...she thought. Oh God, he is really finger-fucking me now. She is eagerly, easily taking my thick long finger as it moves in and out of her. Nancy screams " STOP JOHN." Nancy pulls back, ending the kiss, backing up off me, and I gently remove my finger. She found herself sliding onto the floor woozy and light-headed, on her knees between my legs. " I'm sorry you're never going to get to fuck me," She whispers. " Truly sorry, for both of us." " It's okay..." I answered. " But I just have to see what you've got in here up close, so there will be no regrets..." I nodded, tilting my head back, eyes closed, as she unzips my pants. Nancy just wanted a look, close-up. Just to end the experience. She is so hot, and so intrigued by my massive organ that she'd felt against her so many times. She gently pulls the waistband of my shorts over what she can tell is the erect head of my dick, which is pointed on the diagonal to one side. Oh My God That cock is enormous. She barely notices that she is pulling my shorts and pants all the way down and that I'm now naked. Nancy stared in wonder at the incredible over sized penis that is before her. My balls are also big -- they are like a couple of oranges hanging tight in a heavy hairy crotuch beneath a foot-long spear that is probably as big around as a soda can. She took the plum size knot at the base of my shaft in one hand from beneath, just to feel the weight, the mass, the ...