I moved my head down between her legs and flicked my tongue across her clit.She instinctively humped my face, softly asking, “Wh… what are you… ...oing?”Looking over my shoulder at her, I asked, “No one’s ever done this to you?”“N… no…” I flicked her clit again she moaned and humped my face again.“You’ve never had oral sex?”“No… huh, yes… I mean, I’ve sucked a few guys off, but… no one’s ever, you know.”I moved down and knelt between her legs. I pointed my tongue and licked her slit from the. My wife of four years traveled extensively for business. I was left alone for weeks at a time. I spent many lonely hours looking at porn online. That’s where I found it…It wasn’t necessary to see her face. Her antique wedding set was fairly unique. Her late mother’s wedding set on the next finger over only added proof. The necklace was her last Christmas gift from me. The mesh camisole was a birthday present supposedly for me…No condom was evident. Sandra does not use birth control. We only see. As for jobs, I run my own business now, so I can get you a spot there. Mind you, it’s good to have a back-up plan, such as the webcam and amateur porn stuff. My business is ... well, it’s a travel agency, one that Mom owned, which Dad turned over to me when she died. Damn pills killed her, I will say to my dying day. Fucking opioids! Dad died of rather suspicious causes six weeks later. Some say suicide, others drug overdose, but he clearly got lonely after thirty years of marriage. They were. Another sip of wine and she slid towards Kshitiz, her hands reaching for his sash.I think” she purred “that I’ve been patient enough!” She untied the belt and pulled his robe open, excited by the contrast of his cinnamon skin and the white fabric. Rashmi reached for his semi-erect cock, stroking it slowly.”There’s what I’ve been looking for!”she sighed as she kneeled in front of him.Holding the base of his thick shaft, she directed the head of his cock towards her wetly shining lips. Only.