I reached over and touched it, it liked the attention as it got hard it was was getting larger so I started to wank it moving up and down as I usually...did with mine.It was impressive a full 8" and thick. He then placed his hand on my head and pushed my head down, I didn't know what to do as I was under the impression I was going to get a blow job not give it, but I let him push my head down and I opened my mouth and started to suck his cock, it filled my mouth and was touching the back of my. We made out for a bit tasting each other’s cum on our lips and tongues. Then she reached behind the seat and brought out a drawstring bag. When I asked her what it was she said “I carry this around when I drink…just in case.” She opened it and pulled out a purple sparkly strap on. She asked me if she could fuck me with it and I happily agreed to it! Paige pulled it on and straightened it onto her mound. I went down and sucked on it making it nice and wet for my hole to take. Then she laid me. I would try every way possible to ignite that fire in him by dressing well for him and wearing even sexy lingerie in the bed. But he would not have sex more than once a fortnight.I started feeling deprived physically as I was at the prime of my sexual urges and as any mature woman, I too needed the love of a man in my life. One day, my husband told me that his second cousin Prince would be coming to stay with us for a month or two as he had taken admission in an MBA college nearby.Till then, I. We go to a nice bar and we take a selfies us together to send to my wifey and her boyfriend. We each have a cocktail and my eyes can’t help but linger on those sweet lips as she sucks on her straw. She catches me staring and we end up giving each other a mischievous gaze. “I like you’re accent, it very calming.” She says with her exotic voice. After the naughty look, the ‘I’m going to fuck you’ stare the sweet sentiment catches me off guard. “Oh it’s just an ordinary British accent, nothing.