There looked to be cum all over her wedding rings.It looked to her husband that she was almost worshipping the man's big black cock. He thought the vi...eo was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Watching his wife with not one black lover, but two, aroused him beyond belief. He watched it over and over, his cock in his hand. He could not get enough of seeing her face, a mask of unbridled passion, her pussy stretched to accommodate the huge black pole of a cock. How could he ever compete? He. Do you like showing your tits to your son's friends?Lynn knew the required answer, "I do, I like boys to see my bre ... boobs." Lynn, you don't mind if we call you Lynn, do you? You really have very nice boobs for a friend of our mothers." And I grabbed one and sucked it in to my mouth. Reflexively, Lynn put a hand to the back of my head to cradle it and gave a pleased little sigh. "Now be a good hostess and give John a kiss and a taste of those lovelies" By now Lynn knew the end of this story,. Now lick."As she moved her tongue through my cunt lips, for the second time I felt that incredible rush. That thrilling, undeniable rush of having another girl submit to me, and once again it got me all revved up. She'd obviously never licked twat before, unlike Rena, yet I could still feel my orgasm building in only a couple of minutes.After being rather tentative at first, she began licking with a little more intent, as if having gotten just a sampling of my pussy delicacy, she now realised. The divorce is a good example. There were lots of people who knew she'd been married, and about the divorce, so sooner or later she'd be confronted with the truth. She was even using her married name. At some point it was likely that the unpleasant memories would return, causing emotional trauma. That was one of my concerns. She had other repressed memories too, though, which were of much more concern, because the trauma that caused them to be repressed was much greater. If those memories were.