Now this was something new for me. I had not been with a guy in over 25 years, that was unless my wife ordered me to perform for her and her friends. ...ut, I was very submissive so again I obeyed. I also knew that if Ann found out about this she would severely punish me. I reached out with my hand and lifted his cock to my mouth. I don’t know why but I kissed the head of his beautiful cock before I opened my mouth. He tasted of sweat but it wasn’t at all unpleasant. I used my hand and mouth as I. After what felt like hours, I felt her finger brush up against my pussy. Up till now she had stayed away, but now she started the teasing again. Her fingers would gently brush up my slit only to go back to rubbing my butt. I could feel myself getting wet again, getting worked up again, hearing myself panting. My body began to anticipate and crave her next touch.And then she drew her fingers down my slit, parting me and gently entering me."Oh, god!" I cried out.I felt my body shudder with. It was Monday and he groaned upon realising the week-end was over. He rose from his bed and drew a curtain to reveal the dawning sun. He noticed Sybil pull the covers back over to resume her slumber. Their marriage was was currently in a storm.Slipping into his dressing gown and slippers he dragged himself to the kitchen and began brewing the coffee. As he stood there gazing at the kettle he groaned again; it was the recollection of his week-end misbehaviour at Winthrop’s; with Anita and. I studied the DVD cover and looked at the guys cocks on the photos, they were always big and as I flooded my senses with the imagery I played with my labia and clitoris, hearing the familiar sloppy noises my cunt had been making since my early teens, there was no doubting my love of feeling a man’s fingers inside me, why else would a f******n year old girl go to the cinema without her panties, other than to sit beside some dirty old man and play footsie, once the lights were down. Sitting down.