Her hand left his bottom and she congratulated herself on soaking a couple of fingers with her juices. She brought her hand around his neck and whispe...ed in his ear.Before what she was telling him registered, Mathew could smell her scent. Her hand squeezed his ball sack one more time while inserting her fingers into his mouth.Mathew sucked on them, avidly curious as to how a woman tasted, and was disappointed when he realised the taste had worn off and that he was sucking on fingered flesh. He. ” “What?” “It’s called internalized biphobia.” “Huh?” I smiled. My husband was a great linguist, a brilliant venture capitalist, powerfully sexy and ridiculously kind but a rocket scientist he wasn’t. “Nevermind.” I lifted his hand and kissed the palm. “Your aunt said it’s destiny created by 17th Century druids, practicing their faith underground, hiding from church authorities. Why they did it we may never know but they united the lords of Glamorgan to their valets for all eternity. Some of us. My IQ went down about 50 points and the bulge in my pants would be evident from across the street.Noticing the bulge; “I see you must LIKE what you’re looking at. Now, I’m embarrassed. I never dreamed I’d ever give any man a boner.” Jesus God, the woman would give a corpse a hardon.It wasn’t that Lois’s tits were particularly big, but 32B’s looked twice as large on her otherwise tiny, slender frame. Think Jessica Alba.I sucked her nipples and rubbed her pussy through her panties for a few. Hubby caught the early flight out on Friday and Sharon had the day to herself to prepare for a weekend of fun. Her guests started arriving early that evening. Some brought a little extra kick for added fun. Pretty soon the party was in full swing and everyone was getting pretty loose. Sharon was snuggling into her some time lover and was so taken with the freedom of the weekend it wasn't too long before she wound up in bed with him and his friend. By the time hubby returned on the Sunday.
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