“Sorry?” I said.The man reverted to English. “I asked you if I could help you. You are standing in the pouring rain as if you don’t know where...to go.”“No, I don’t need any help, thank you. I was standing looking at the woman you’re with. It’s Sarah Latimer. You’re the second man she’s been with while still being married with two children whom she’s abandoned.”“Who are you? You a private detective?”“Oh no. I’ve been searching for her for eight months, and if you want to help me, you can take me. He smiled mischievously at me. In spite of myself, I got angry. A little while earlier; I had decided to do whatever I could to make my hubby happy and here I was getting angry at him. I controlled myself. I must not get angry at him, I decided.Besides, there was only one man, from whom I had reason to hide my breasts and that man had not only seen my breasts; he had fondled them, sucked them, milked them, he had seen me naked and had all of my body to himself for the whole night. In spite of. I spread her dark lips open with my thumbs revealing the beautiful bright pink interior and gave it a kiss before running my wet tongue up and down and sucking her swollen clit into my mouth gently chewing on it. Trisha had her eyes closed tight and was clawing my sofa cushions, gyrating her hips and sqeeling with pure extasy in short labored breaths as I expertly tounged her hot wet pussy. "OH DAMN! THIS FEELS SOOOOOO FUCKING GOOD!!!", she screamed loudly as I licked her to a shuddering. ” I was so stunned by recent events, I did.Again, the two ladies met up at the bar and recommenced their deep conversation. And just like before they would occasionally nod and glance in my direction, but this time around, Cynthia’s hand was massaging the nape of Shelly’s neck. At one point, when their noses were almost touching, and their heads appeared to sway, I thought they were going to kiss. But totally unexpectedly, Cynthia’s freakish long tongue spilled out, and mimicking the sweep of a.