.. not that kind of woman." Lady, you just proved you ARE that kind of woman." No, I have to go," she said starting to leave."What about the party?" h... asked."No, never. I could never do that." But lady, you just did. What are you some kind of whore who just plays around on her husband whenever she gets the chance?" I..." She considered her life since meeting Alexandra. "Yes -- some kind of whore," she said, tears in her eyes as she turned and hurried away.Despite the improvement in her sexual. Sarita’s face looked mesmerized as she allowed Ashis to slide his hand all the way up her thigh. “ Lift it higher Sarita’ He said. She did, I could now clearly see her panty, so could Ashis, I watched as my wife closed her eyes and Ashis cupped her pussy over her panty with his hand. She moaned loudly as I saw Ashis’s arm moving in and out, I imagined the man had his fingers inside her pussy and was fingering her in and out. With his other hand he unzipped the chain of nighty from her back the. With you legs over my shoulders I can reach around and part your walls, and see into you. So wet already, and wanting me so badly! I lean in and aggressively plunge my tongue into your wait hole. You let out a moan of delight as you arch your back, no longer able to watch me in fear of snapping my neck with your firm, strong thighs. Sucking on your hood, and flipping your clit with the tip. Then holding firm pressure against all of you as my tongue works it’s magic. Driving you to the edge, I. I'm...I'm cumming," she breathes, her back arching. I pull back slightly as Deb starts squirting; not wanting to disappoint her, I lick and suck her juices until Debbie comes down from her orgasm. I slide back up the bed until our faces are close together again; Debbie gently strokes my cheek with her right hand. "How was I?" I ask. "Sam, you were wonderful, simply wonderful," Debbie says sincerely. I blush, but smile. We kiss again again, passionate and our juices on our lips mixing together.