What’s My Destination?

Catching my clue, she stepped out of the shower so I could step in with my wife. She was wiping a tear from my wife’s face and said, “I’m going to help you. Seriously, that’s what it’s all about. Trailing her fingers, up, down, in, out, circling around. Mother may I?” and followed her in. She could feel the wetness building up inside of her as she fantasized about her chance at being the submissive one day. And with some kind of crazy WWE move, I watched Memphis throw Mags off of her and onto the bed, then straddle on top of her all in one swift move. We also brought along a couple bottles of lube and various small clit vibrators. See! Just so you know!” She leaned in and gave her another kiss this time sliding her tongue in for a quick taste, before running to the bathroom.