Talk to Julie

"Well, John was that as good as you had hoped it would be?" Julie said, licking the remains of my cum from her lips. "After ogling my body all those years, does fucking me on my family's couch live up to your expectations?"

"Yes, Julie, I'm glad that we finally had this chance to get better acquainted." I said as I ran my hand across her thigh, feeling the light covering of sweat on her smooth skin. Julie purred at the light caress of my hand, arching her back as my hand explored higher nearing her pussy.

"God, you really know how to touch me!" Julie moaned as her breath started to get heavier as my fingers toyed with the fine hairs of her pussy. She was staring at me intently as I let my fingers slip down over her moist pussy lips, her mouth open and her breath coming in short gasps. "Ohhh, that's so good," Julie moaned, her hands caressing her round breasts as my thumb started caressing her hard little clit. "You want to fuck me again, don't you, John?" Julie said, her voice thick with desire, although her tone told me she already knew the answer.

"Yes, Julie," I said as my fingers toyed with her wet pussy. "I want to fuck you again, and again, and again, until your husband comes home." Julie just smiled at this, spreading her legs a little wider. "Well, then, John how would you like to take me next?"