She said the first time was agony but she got used to it and got to like it over time,’ she pulled open his crease and oiled between the cheeks whil... brushing her fingertips along his balls and the flesh between his ass and balls,’ He was a pig but once she kicked him out she missed the sex and she used to perv on you whenever she could, told me that she thought I was a lucky woman. Don’t get a big head over it mind you.’ As she said that she slapped his buttocks causing him to rear and then. We got to the place and as I got down on my hands and knees to spread the blanket out, I turned my head and saw her dropping her shorts to the ground. She hadn't worn any panties and her bald pussy was now staring me in the face. I finished spreading out the blanket and the food and stood up next to her. She had unbuttoned her top and lay down on the blanket. She asked if I was going to take off my clothes, and with a little hesitation, I did. We talked a bit and I started to feel comfortable. She shifted up and over my face, tauntingly holding her pussy over my face, close enough for me to see the moisture glistening off the bright pink of her sex, surrounded by the darker lips. And then it happened. She ground her pussy down onto my gaping mouth and waiting tongue. My first taste of pussy, and it was nectar! Sweet yet tangy, intoxicating, and unlike anything I had ever tasted before. If I died of suffocation doing this, I would truly die a happy man. I ran my tongue up and down her. “What are you doing?”“Taking a picture,” Cyn said.“It’s not like you’re indecent or anything,” I chimed in. “Fully dressed, just sitting at your computer. Mind you, those rock hard nipples are a bit of a giveaway.”Cynthia laughed and snapped some more shots. “It makes you wonder what George would make of the pictures if he saw them.”My wife knew what she was doing. Any mention of Emily’s husband was likely to cause a reaction. “You mustn’t show the photos to George,” she said.“Why ever not?” I.