His first light touch on her knotting clit elicited a groan of appreciation from deep inside her throat, her chest heaving even as she pushed the air in her lungs over her vocal chords in an involuntary answer of welcome to his arrival between her legs. She was Renee Wentworth, a housewife in her late thirties, the mother of three kids, and married to a bank executive. Xxnx With the attainment of their afterglow, both Renee and Hal collapsed into each other’s embrace as their chests heaved in an attempt to regain a semblance of normal breathing. “I want you” was all she whispered. It was only because one of the many passers-by had the wherewithal to call 9-1-1 that Hal was even rescued by paramedics and taken to the hospital.
