I could smell her perfume, the heady seductiveness of Dior’s Poison overwhelming my senses. She placed her left hand on the table next to mine. I gl...nced down at the band of yellow gold with the inlay of diamonds wrapped around her ring finger. My own wedding ring with a single diamond seemed dowdy by comparison.Everything about me seemed dowdy by comparison, and yet, here she was, this gorgeous blonde with the palest blue eyes was leaning in, her lips inches from my skin. I could feel her. Mark and David both loved the rations that he had made from the cuttail meat he had dried over the shukra and even took some off his hands. Trae had also packed a lot of his dried fruits and some of his fresh supplies to take with him. He didn’t forget the chutney either.He had taught Paul how to change the blades on the wood mill to his finest blade, and they cut a lot of thin planks to make half a metre cubed crates to store his produce in for travel. He had packed the fresh fruits and. I winced. It was not that I exactly had anything against George, but I was offended that he had tried to make me jealous of his opulent lifestyle, and what rankled even more was that in some measure he had succeeded; I had indeed felt pangs of envy. And now he was to be richer still. Moreover, it was not possible for me to avoid coming into contact with him. Not only did I have professional dealings with him, but, worse still, Wendy and I were obliged by social convention to reciprocate his. She looks up at me and smiles, she loves my pussy and lowers her head between my legs to study me ever more closely. As her lips meet my labia I close my eyes and softly sigh, this is going to be more erotic than I ever thought possible.She licks at my clit and moves her mouth as if she's eating my vagina. Spasm after spasm of sheer pleasure runs through me and I feel the need to cum already. Her mouth is too much, she's too good and knows exactly how to please my pussy. I go to press her face.