I leave a dark heart shaped hickey on the nape of her neck while caressing the outer edge of her breast. I focus my attention to her nipples pinching,...twisting and biting them softly one by one until they both get hard. Once hard I continue running my tongue down her body as I slide between her legs placing a soft kiss on each of her thighs hearing her moaning softly.Moving onto the cushions, I begin to kiss her ankles slowly making my way higher until I reach her inner thighs. I move up. She helped him select some suitable items and as he was leaving he asked her if she had ever modelled, when she said no he suggested she should as she defiantly had the face and figure for it. He gave her a card with the club details on it and wrote his name on the back, he told her to speak to the club president to arrange for some test shots if she was interested.She told me this when i got home and showed me the card so I checked the details in the phone book(we didn't have the internet. Not in 1902... 1999 maybe ... but not 1902. It's not Michigan either ... she'd freeze to death dressed like that in March. March is cold enough to crumble her cookie."Hello," I croaked.Magazine and chair went flying and so did she.Out the door she went screaming, "Sairaanhoitaja! Sairaanhoitaja! Hän on hereillä!"I understood every word ... yeah ... right.A very shapely older woman burst through the door ... she was obviously a Nurse ... White blouse and shirt, white stockings, ridiculously high. This was one of the reasons I wanted to do this. I wanted her to enjoy it and have a good time. I know that she enjoys it when we have sex and I usually tried to make sure she was satisfied before I started to fuck her. But, I always felt that maybe sometimes, she wanted to fuck more than what I could give her. So, this was one way "I" could give it to her! After several minutes of traditional fucking, Ron got up on his knees and put my wife's legs up over his shoulders. I guessed that he was.