She was playing with her hands, with my cock. After licking her boobs for about 5 minutes, i started kissing all parts of her body from top to bottom....Then i moved down, started licking her pussy very exotically. She moaned and slowly juice was coming out. I tasted a woman’s juice for the first time. I can’t express its taste. Then i turned my face. It was with the traces of her juice. She started licking my face and tasted her own juice. She was slowly attaining climax and moaned and said push. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Absolutely,” she replied. “Take a look at the hair around the base of your cock, it’s matted with your jizz and my saliva, and over here, on the bed a DNA sample that places you at the scene.” I thought for a moment. “Tiffany, you have me banged to rights, it’s a fair cop, I’ll come quietly.” She laughed, “Oh you’ll come all right, you owe me a fuck and I’m not letting you go until you keep your half of the deal.” I climbed back onto the bed and turned to face her. She. At lunch we had said that we would take it easy tonight, watch a few movies maybe order a pizza if we got hungry and get a couple of bottles of wine. Just then we walked past a Victoria's Secret store and I mentioned to Tom that I needed something nice to wear this evening while we watched TV. Now I didn't think Tom would pick out anything raunchy and if he had I would have said no, my husband made a few suggestions to him that were a bit much, but as I suspected Tom felt a bit awkward about. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt sluttier than I'd ever felt before. I practiced deepthroating the dildo I had so I'd be ready for his nine inches. I kept gagging then heard the doorbell. Worried about who it was I ran downstairs and watched terrified as the door opened and He walked in. "Looks like someone's ready" He said confidently and smiled at me rubbing his bulge. "Come here Carla" He said using the fake name I'd given him. He held a grocery bag in one hand and while.