Grining mischeviously I say" well then would you like a massage" already out of my bed walking behind her."oh! yes! that would be nice" oh so so sexy....hmm you seem eagar." I place my hands upon her sholders rubbing my fingers into her kinks.she streches like a cat leaning back into my hands."you know i could work you better on my bed" she shudders."oh..ok" emily stands up to walk to my bed. stopping she grabs the bottom of her shirt and pulls it off."better for you to work me" she says slyly. It was a ritual that began with her father and continued with her children. All her brothers and sisters and their families would go up and enjoy the first snowfall of the year. It was always a feeling of returning home after playing in the snow for the day. A hot fire, puzzles, drinking hot chocolate, popcorn and snuggling with each other watching movies or reading a book. This year would be the first year without her husband. Just recently separated she felt the need to be there with her. ”He was a little bit shocked at this again saying I was, ‘a sexy little slut.’I laughed back again, quite openly telling him that yes I was and I wasn’t ashamed to admit it, adding, “I fucking love it.”We sneaked a kiss on parting and I was soon melting in his arms as he kissed me passionately.“I bet your wife doesn’t kiss like that,” I said to him. And on rubbing his crotch adding, “Or get your cock as hard as I have done just now!”We arranged to meet at a nearby shop on the agreed day and. “Oh yeah, baby, show me that pretty pussy,” he said as he knelt between my wide-spread legs, and dipped his head between my thighs.“Ooh – Ohhhhh!” I gasped loudly when he buried his face in my pussy. He lapped away at my pussy, doing magical things with his tongue, making me moan and writhe.He stopped long enough to say, “I want to make you cum before I slide my cock in you.” Then he went back to eating my pussy. He dragged his tongue back and forth between my pussy and my ass hole, probing my.