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She laid down on the bed. She needed some action down there now.I understood this because as soon as I pushed her to the bed, this slut took off her shorts and fingered her pussy over her panty. It was a nice lace panty. I bent down and started licking her thighs to tease her. Her juices had flown, drenching her panty.I smelt it, and the heavenly fragrance got me even hornier. I kissed her thighs and spread her legs for some final showdown. Before I started, I slapped her cunt over the panty. My hand hit hard on her pussy over the wet panty. It was a surprise for her, and she moaned out with pain and pleasure.I pulled her panty down and kept it in my pocket. I planned on keeping it as a souvenir. I placed my lips on her pussy lips and started licking fully. My tongue slid over her slippery wet pussy, and I licked real nice. I gulped all the juices and started fingering her. She was wildly biting her lips as I licked real faster.Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I halted licking. .. ? Oh. Damn. What was I doing?" Moaning and thrashing, as usual. What do you remember?"She thought about it, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, and finally shook her head."Nothing new. Falling, flying, scared, horny. Same shit, different night." Mary, this has to stop. Maybe you should see a doctor." I'm seeing Dr. Lundquist tomorrow. Today." I mean a medical doctor. Maybe there's a physical cause." Dr. Lundquist says there isn't."Fuck Dr. Lundquist. "How about what we talked about earlier?" Oh Joe, I don't know ... I'll ask Dr. Lundquist."Great. "Are you horny now?" No, I'm all right," she lied. She slipped out of bed and padded into the bathroom. When she came back he was asleep. She straightened the sheets and climbed back into bed. Her hand drifted automatically down her stomach, under the waistband of her shorts, through the soft thatch of hair to her moist, slippery sex. Listening to her husband's slow, even breathing, she quickly brought herself to a quiet but satisfying.
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