You were, Alyce… you were. You were, Alyce… you were. Porn vedio I touched the tip of my cock and slid the precum around. Her wet pussy. Remember the other day when I came home late from being with Jen? We had talked about sharing her many times; her comments of what she would do to another man during our sex usually filled me with such lust that cumming wasn’t far off. More precum had formed on my cock and I slid the phone back in its holster. Alyce stroked him then on the arm that was holding her leg up. Alyce stroked him on his head then, pulled him in to her breasts so he could kiss them and then wrapped her legs around his ass so he couldn’t get out. At this point I figured she was just online and using one of her tools to get off, but that changed when I heard the grunt of a man. I had assumed the vehicle parked out front was for one of her female clients; my wife does makeup for women in a private setting, teaching them how to apply it as well as giving them facials (oh, I wish).
