Mmm…. I wanted you. I wanted to taste you." Her left hand slid from her breasts down her stomach and into her bottom. She closed her eyes and her he...d lolled back when her fingers reached their goal.I pushed my fingers into the terrycloth material of my towel between my legs and moaned as I felt my fingertips brush my labia.Panting, I pulled the towel away from me. Looking down, I could see the light patch of hair on my mons below my tummy. Excited, I brought my right hand to my lips and licked. Am I right?”Hearing my own mother referring to my wife as “young pussy” was a real shocker. Never before had I heard her use language like that, and in that brief moment, my whole conceptualization of her changed. I guess she was the “liberated woman” Dad had described earlier, but it was still very strange. My curiosity got the better of me, so I carefully raised myself out of bed and put my ear to the wall to get a better listen.“You know me very well, Mrs. Evans, but I couldn’t help but. Now I knew what he wanted. The drinks, the blowjob, they were just the appetizers. This was the main course! I leaned over the back of the couch and spread my legs as much as my panties would allow. All night I had fantasized that David would fuck me when we got home but I knew it would never happen. I never thought that I would shoot my cum into a man’s hot wet mouth. I never dreamed I’d have a hard cock inside me. When I felt his spit in my butt crack I leaned further forward, thrust my ass. " It's simple, you think of what you want to make then, you go to the next. If you are strong enough as we both know you are then they will appear while you are thinking of the next thing. It is a technique I use when I was making meals for pa pa." Naci looked at my face with a look of disbelief on it. "Please husband, this is a very low power exercise, you are trying to push ALL your power into it. Please for me? Try it?"I was still looking at her as if she'd lost her mind, though I didn't.