Again and again she climaxed, the waves of pleasure rolling from her overheated pussy to her brain and down to her curling toes while his tongue did i...s magic on her. Just when she thought she couldn't climax any more, another wave tore through her pussy and she shrieked in ecstasy. Suddenly, he pushed at her hips. Molly rose off of him and struggled, weak legged, to turn around, again lowering her wet mound onto his tongue while she wrapped her arms around his legs and bent to engulf his. I was actually holding her inner legs. I was brushing my face sometimes between her legs and lower thighs. Break and sevasana again.We have done that 3 times. She was doing okay. But she doesn’t know my intentions or plans. When she was doing sevasana I was getting a feeling to sit on her shoulder and fuck her mouth and press her boobs. I wanted to have a 69 immediately watching her poses.After exercises I taught her some breathing exercises by closing eyes. I wanted to watch her boobs move up. " a heavy load seemed to have settled on his shoulders. "I'm ashamed of myself for even suggesting something like that."Inexplicably, another phrase came into my mind from what he'd said earlier: 'I know things have been hard for you... 'Suddenly, my troubles didn't seem so bad after all. All I was missing was money. For a little over two years, he had been missing the most precious thing in his life. He never went out, except to the gym, and though he seemed pleasant enough around us, there. I haven't worked since I was just out of college, some twenty years ago. I'm just a forty-five year old housewife now. The typical stay at home mother and wife. And it gets so lonely around here with James gone. My husband was made a vice-president in his financial firm, and he's begun making lots of trips out of town. I get left alone more and more now. Since I have the whole basement to myself I've become a little naughty. My husband isn't around enough to please me anymore, so I've started.