” Her pussy was pungent and the smell of cum was very much present as I took in a big whiff. I cupped the bottom of her ass, pushed her legs apart...with me head and pressed my tongue against her clit. Robin’s body shook as I parted her pussy lips with my tongue and licked from bottom to top. The taste of pussy and Greg’s dried cum flooded my taste buds. I looked up at my wife and she said, “Oh fuck, you dirty, dirty man!”The taste of cum mixed with my wife’s pussy juices caused my cock to. " What time is it?" I don't know."Silence for a moment and then the giggle."So how do you know it's time to get up?" I don't mum but -- ." But you're embarrassed about holding your mum's boob." Well yes, yes I am mum." Well don't be, that was the first night I've shared a bed with a man who didn't spend the whole night farting, scratching and belching, it was beautiful darling and to wake up being held by my son is even more beautiful."She giggled again, "And what's down there I'll take as a. That was mistake number three. He came into the library and sat down next to me, and began to work on the computer. I would occassionlly watch him, but he would close any files when I looked. He then left the building for two minutes. I quietly read, minding my own business. He came back inside, I guess he had been looking to see if anyone was out there. I grabbed my arm and told me to come with him. I refused, with a smile, telling him to cut it out. He didn’t listen. It was cold out there,. Several weeks had gone by since that time we'd shared together in the attic. For days afterwards we acted and treated one another just like we always had, sometimes teasing, sometimes serious whenever it came down to some financial concern or problem that needed to be resolved. But there was another aspect that had entered our lives, and that was the emotional need and desires we'd both been lacking which had suddenly sprung back to life again for each of us. Maybe we should have seen it, stood.