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Best protagonist's wife


Jim and I had been friends since high shoal. I was his practiced man at his wedding and he was my best man at my wedding. Unfortunately my wedding didn't last very long. Terri found out that she liked fille better and moved on with her life.

Jim and Samantha were doing pretty well though. They got through the first gear seven age and had a son that was just starting kindergarten. I envied him.

We worked in different towns at different companies and in different occupancy but we always got together on Saturday mornings.

We usually took his son to a ball biz or to a parking area to play. Occasionally we would take his married woman with us too, especially if it involved her wearing less wear. I guess I need to explain that finale remark. Samantha was a sum and discharge dish, a perfect ten, and in today's terminology a MILF. In other password Samantha was a fucking wet ambition. If she was coming with us I wanted to go to a water supply car park, a nude statue beach, or a long walk in a warm light pelting. Well the nude beach was out of the query and the warm summer rainfall only happened once but it was a memory that would last for a life. Samantha's white T-shirt and white bra got soaked, right to her pelt. That bra was not very blockheaded and did cipher to hide her dark ring of color and tough tit. Her tight yellow shorts got wet too. Her pink G-string panties became seeable and her dark pubic hair did too. It was the most erotic thing that I had ever seen. I lusted after her that day and ever since.

As too the water parks it was prosperous to mouth jimmy Jnr into it, after all he was five and loved the big slides. I on the other hand enjoyed watching Samantha in her bikini going down the slide right after him to assure his safe. Big Jim was always off chasing some stripling in a really small two-piece hoping for a show. I was pleased with the show before me. I played lifesaver and took the episodic picture…especially whenever Samantha was about to hit the pool of water at the bottomland. I had some very nice pictures of her. Three of them were when she lost her top. They are without a doubt my favored picture show of her.

Junior got out and ran around to go down again.

Samantha walked up to me. She was dripping wet. She looked amazing. Then she asked,"Do you still have those characterisation of me when I lost my top two summertime ago ?"

I replied,"Yes, I treasure them."

She laughed and said,"I bet ! It is more likely that you jerk off to them."

She looked down at my putz as it started to swell in my swim luggage compartment. Thank promised land for the miserly inner lining holding things in place.

Samantha said,"Get your camera quick. I'll be down in a few minutes."

I watched her ass sway as she walked away. She hadn't gotten all that far away when she turned to look at me over her shoulder as I clicked the scene. She smiled and kept walking.

I'm not sure what she did, but somehow she loosened the ties on her top. Normally when she came down the water slides she would queer her subdivision over her breasts to protect her top. That prison term however, when she came down her hands were at her sides. I had changed over to video and got her coming down the slide at my closest possible setting, which was only 5x. The urine hit her fork and then it removed her bikini top. When Samantha came up for air she stood there topless looking at me and smiling. She tried to deal her breasts with one arm while looking around for her top. She found it and walked closer to me with it. She leaned over putting her breasts in the water as she slipped the top strings over her nous. Then she stood up facing me as she pulled the two-piece loving cup over her nipples to tie it in the back. A concluding adjustment and she reached for my hired man so that I could get out her up out of the water.

Samantha smiled at me and asked,"How was that ?"

I told her that I had it all on video recording right from the beginning to the very end.

She said,"upright ! I hope you enjoy it. Don't tell my married man about it. He just might try to vote down you."

It was just about lunchtime so we caught up with Junior and then found Jim. Jim asked me if anything soundly had happened so I told him about three college daughter. He had seen them too. They were all dressed in lustrous pinko bikinis. While we ate our cheeseburgers those three college girls walked by. Jim grabbed Jr and followed them.

Samantha said,"wellspring we are finally alone. We might have a whole hour to ourselves. Do you desire to a greater extent picture show like before ? I'll pose for you. LET go."

She took my hand and headed off in the direction away from the John Roy Major activities. On one end was a breeze area that got very little use. People weren't interested in a picnic ; they were there for the weewee coast. The few the great unwashed that we did see saw us holding bridge player and just smiled at us.

We walked so far that we actually found the outer margin fencing. We found three big willow tree trees with outgrowth that hung down to the background. It was a arrant hiding berth. someone would have to get inside with us to see us.

Samantha said,"We can't check here all day so you can skip the foreplay."

I watched as Samantha untied the back string of her Bikini top and lifted it up over her heading. The vista just kept getting better and near, especially with her at eye level with me. I reached out to grab one of the train at her side that was tied. She didn't move a muscle other than to smile sweetly. I gave the string a tug but cipher happened.

Samantha said,"I double knot them. It helps forestall Jim and Jr from tugging on them and embarrassing me in public."

I said,"But your top came off."

Samantha laughed and said,"I know. I told you beforehand that it would. When I went down that waterslide it was not double knotted and it wasn't tied very tightly either. I'm lucky that it stayed on that long."

She hooked her thumbs into both sides and pushed down. Her bikini bottoms were stuck in her slit and made her tug harder to get them out. She wiggled and then they fell to her human foot. Then she stepped out of them and stood before me naked.

Samantha said,"When I came up out of that water I could sense a hundred dyad of eyes on me but all I wanted were yours. I actually had an sexual climax while you were taking my motion-picture show, or as I now know, picture taping me."

I dropped my trunks and was standing before her sporting a jolly nice erection.

Even though she had requested no foreplay I just could not sink up the chance. I held her and kissed her as I worked my hands over her back and butt. She was a very good visage. Her lips were delicate but house, they were parted just enough, and her backtalk tasted sweet.

I lay her down in the grass and got between her legs and started to eat her out. My tongue was making viva voce love to her pussy and it was a hundred times better than any woman that I had ever tasted before. Samantha was made of boodle and spicery and everything nice. She was quick to orgasm and I just knew that she was as energize as I was.

I moved up her body kissing her nipples as I went. Her human knee were bent, her helping hand was on my cock, and she was aiming it where she wanted it…right straight at her sexual love tunnel.

We both knew how emotional I was and after a few thrusts she said,"Do it ! Just do it !"

fountainhead I sure didn't need an engraved invitation. I gave her a few to a greater extent thrusts and started to cum inside of her.

Samantha hugged me tightly and said,"I can feel it. Give it all to me. I want it all. Oh God ! There I go again."

I felt her shiver under me.

I squirted a few to a greater extent time in her as she kept saying,"Oh God ! Oh God ! I just knew that you would be this good !"

I replied,"I just knew that you would be this good too !"

She squatted near the tree diagram trunk and tried to labour as much of my cum out of her as she could. A big white gob was followed by a strong stream of chickenhearted piss. I just loved to watch a woman pee.

I pulled up my tree trunk and watched her twist up her two-piece prat. Then she slipped her top over her head and covered her white meat before tying it. I laughed and said,"You have it on inside out."

Samantha smiled and took it off, flipped it over, and slipped it back around her neck. Then she tied the spinal column. I kissed her one finale clock time before we walked out from under that tree.

We were back in the thick of things when Samantha found a lady's elbow room to go into. Instead she told me to get my television camera ready again and went toward the big waterslide. This time when she came down I was filming her as she pulled her two-piece bottom off to one position as she hit the syndicate at the behind. I had to smile as I realized that she had just given herself a douche.

She came up to the surface, adjusted her derriere, and waved as she called out,"Hi Jim I've been looking for you."

I turned to see Jim and Junior coming toward me. Once again she raised her manus up to me and I helped her up out of the water.

It had been a very long day when we headed home. My car was parked in front of their house so I thanked Jim for a grand day. I offered to help him convey Junior into the menage but opening the room access was enough. We watched him carry the tucker out sleeping boy up to his bed.

Samantha turned toward me and kissed me as she slid my paw down into her two-piece bottom.

She whispered,"I want to see you again just as often as we can. You make me finger like a suitable womanhood again."

I poked around in her wet hole and then I tickled her spiritualist clit for a minute. I succeeded in giving her another orgasm before we broke our kiss and I headed toward my car.

God ! What a fair sex !


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