I said, I sure will do so.And that was our last msg we exchanged that night.I became rather horny from the thoughts of the amount of times I slept wit... Nick and the picture of his cock. That I continued to rub my pussy till making myself cum. I deleted all the msgs and then went upstairs to bed, falling asleep soon after my head touched the pillows. The next morning once waking up and getting our daughter ready for crèche, my hubby told me that he decided he was going to work from home the day.. Th e Spanish guitar music was still playing softly , the street lights shone through the tall windows of the dark bar, it was a very romantic setting. So what followed next was only natural and completely broke his plans for the night.. his kissing was growing stronger and deeper, I started moaning quietly. His fingers ran through my hair and moved to my neck. He broke the kiss and his lips followed there. This gave me goosebumps, I basically shuddered from his touch. He found the right button. 5" hard, throbbing cock, massaged my balls. He worked his head up and down. I moved with his mouth, humping my hips up and down. "Oh, oooh, unh, oooooh, I'm gonna cum," I moaned.He squeezed my nuts gently but firmly, slurped up my cock and let it snap back against my belly with a wet smack. "Unh uh, no, not yet, baby," he said in his deep, gravelly voice. "Later. My turn now."He lay back beside me. "Get over on me and do me. Do what you said you wanted. Make me feel good. Get me ready to take. ’ She looked into my eyes and I felt quite sure she meant what she said. I saw only a friendly woman, beautifully dressed in a pale blue dress with large breasts that were tipped with clearly visible and large nipples. Her brown hair was soft and shiny, falling around her face and somehow making her soft, grey eyes sparkle more intensely, typically great American dental work and a generous mouth. Her legs were slim with beautiful ankles and she was obviously wearing good stockings. No jewellery.