While checking my email messages, I notice an invite from an enticing lady that I have chatted with on occasion. She has always struck me as being nic..., smart and sensual lady. Though we have never met face to face, I often desired to do so. Now the opportunity was near, she had challenged me to a friendly game of the old English game of Cribbage. We have often chatted about who would beat who, but now she was at home by herself for the evening and she has invited me over for a game. Though I. I was mesmerized by his power and I was intoxicated by my vulnerability. 30 minutes later my husband returned this time wearing only his mask and carrying a shopping bag behind him. He sets the bag on the floor beside the bed so that I cannot see it and places his hands on my ribcage. He starts to massage my perfectly hairless body towards my hips then upwards around my breasts to my armpits and back to my hips an exquisite rapture overpowers me. He massages my legs down to my toes and up. (Sure, a cliched question, but I wanted to keep talking to her and I didn’t know how long we’d have this moment of semi-privacy, the hot tub to ourselves. Also, talking to her kept me looking at her face, instead of in other, less appropriate directions!)“I’m from Orlando,” she said. “How about you?” Her voice was quiet and soft, and somehow hearing her talk made her seem younger than my initial estimation. I revised my guess a bit lower, maybe 17, 18? I was hoping for the latter, at least.“I’m. " she moaned as she rubbed her leaking pussy, pulling me in for a kiss as I lined my dick up with her pussy again, only for Victoria to wrap her hands around it and lead it to her mouth."MMM...I have to suck on this at least once tonight baby..." she cooed in my ear as she wrapped her lips around it and started to suck on it, her hands running along the base of it my dick as she went to work on it."OH GOD...FUCK...suck it Vic...so I can stick it inside you again soon..." I softly told her.