She stops and sits on the rock and pulls me to her and says, " Janet ( my wife) brags that you love to lick pussy and that you are damn good at it." ...y now I have a raging hard on and all I can think about is this woman's pussy. " why don't you lick my pussy right now." she purrs. " I can't you are my wife's cousin and that would be wrong." I reply. " PULL DOWN MY SWEATS AND PANTIES RIGHT NOW AND GET BUSY!!" she demands So I drop to my knees and pull down her sweat pants and her purple thong. He was called Ray something, and he'd been one of the dozens who had banged me back in those days when I was a half-crazy alcoholic psycho-bitch. I thought I'd give him a view of something vaguely familiar when I cashed out his chips. Yeah, just like when I was overseas and then back at Norman's HQ in Georgia I was pretty much the company mattress and had been ridden at least as often as the town bike.No excuses, but I was pretty much a fall-down drunk in those days and eager to do anything. Then I let his slide back out again, almost to the very tip, before plunging back down his shaft. I repeated this again and again, each time taking him further into my mouth. I wanted him deep in me, but when he reached the back of my throat I gagged. I wasn't used to that and I couldn't take him any deeper. I carried on sucking him, in and out as I wanked his base with one hand and caressed and scratched his balls with the other. His hands twinned into my hair as he started to fuck my face, he. I stood there with the door wide open and, you know, I think Jake was actually embarrassed. He quickly came in and eased the door shut behind him.Jake must have appreciated my choice because we made out for a good while before he took my undies off. We stood there kissing as I undressed him and then he took to kissing and caressing my whole quivering body. He started from the top of my breasts and then down my belly. Then he kissed every inch of my legs down to my feet. The aroma of my own sex.