Hazel was really pushing herself up onto him now and I heard her say, “Oh yes David, like that, just like that. Your tongue, put your tongue inside ...e, Oh God yes, yes. Now, back to my clit. Oh God yes David yes I’m coming, don’t stop.”It was clear that Hazel was in control as the guys hands slid under her ass cheeks and pulled her harder onto his mouth. Hazel suddenly cried out and grabbed the back of his head and pulled him even closer. “Oh yes Dave yes, I’m coming. Are you ready?” She gasped. I always liked tavern wenches, found most humorous and dependable people as well as hard working and generous. So when this little barmaid plopped down my beer and hopped into my lap, I was not very surprised and welcomed her wet kiss and squirming body."Let's do it," she whispered as my hand slipped under her skirt. I gulped some beer, picked her up and trotted upstairs, never one to let an opportunity slip by. I was out of my boots and britches in less time than it takes to write it. She was. Vanessa pissed too.Almost orgasmic isn't it?Yes it did feel good, I liked it. I never thought I'd be into anything like that.Vanessa said help me get some food ready.Sure.I looked in the mirror. Was I a fuckin mess. Mascara streaks down my face, my pink lipstick all over my mouth and my hair a mess. I loved it! I look like a dirty girl. I AM a dirty girl. Now I need cum in my pussy.After dinner my husband Mike came over to me. Look at you. You look like a big slut.OH NO I thought to myself.On. Thick, fluffy towels are stacked on the floor next to the tub and a creamy sheepskin rug adorns the tiled floor. Several more candles decorate the ledge of the tub and marble countertops. Bubbles float upon the surface of the bath, broken only by the area I occupy near one end of the oval tub. Visible from the shoulders up, foamy lather covers the swell of my breasts and streaks the line of my long slender neck. My fine blonde hair is piled upon my head, wayward strands escaping to brush my.