Ich rieche Rauch aber es ist nicht ihr typischer Zigarettengeruch. Nadine zieht selbstbwewußt an einer Zigarillo. Ich schaue wohl etwas verdutzt zu i...r rüber. Sie bemerkt den Blick und kontert direkt. „Is was? Ah, klar verstehe. Zigarillos sind nix für Mädels. Sowas tut eine brave Frau nicht“ sie grinst, bläst mir den Rauch ins Gesicht.Nadine öffnet das Handschuhfach. Sorgsam zieht sie ihre superweichen roten Leder Handschuhe über. Warum? Aber ich finde es sexy, mag das weiche Leder und vor. Her breathing was getting heavier and her nipples harder, I slipped a hand down her skirt and into her panties. Her pussy was sopping and I slipped two fingers into her, thrilled at the sound of her gasping my name. I gave her full tits one last lick and one last squeeze before hitching up her skirts, pulling down her panties and run my tongue down the side of her thigh and to her warm pussy. "Oh, yes...JESUS CHRIST, YES...oh BABY"My tongue flicked in and out of her pussy and sucked on her. Therefore all mistakes and omissions are on me.My first wife cheated on me and tore my heart out. My childhood best friend brought me back.My name is Carl Thomas. I’m 38 and married twice. I have 2 sons 7 and 5 and a daughter 8, all from my first marriage. I also have a stepdaughter who is now 16. This is the story of how my first marriage turned to shit and how my redemption was right in my own house.I met Laura Stimpson when I was 25 and I walked into the building where she worked. She was a. Once we got to his house he was quick to get his arms around me and kiss me. I kissed back. Making out was hot. I was weak at the knees. He laid me back on the couch. He knelt of the floor and slid one hand over my tits as the other unbuttoned my blouse. It felt so good to have someone actually touch them. With my boobs exposed, he began sucking my hard nipples. His hands undid my jeans and tugged them over my hips as he kissed my breasts and belly. My thong was soaked. Arching back.