Ab main muni ke saamne panty or bra me thi. Maine haatho se apni bra ko dhak liya or aanke band karli. Muni mere paas aaye mere haath me phir apne lun... ko pakda diya or meri bra unchhi karke bole “sundri main tumhara doodh peeunga … Pee lu na” ” haan maharaaaaj pee looooooooo” main boliMuni raz zor zor se mere nipple choosne lage. Meri choot me khujli chalne lagi maine ek haath apni panty me ghusa liya or choot ko ragadne lagi. Thodi der baad muni bole“sundri tum bhi hamara doodh peogi?””. Then she said “open your eyes” and I was really surprised, apparently, she had placed both her knees in the sand holes on either side of my face lowering her pussy an inch from my mouth. Now I am no idiot, I began licking that snatch like there was no tomorrow. My tongue journeyed from the bottom of her pussy to the top of her clitoris. I alternated from licking her outer labial lips and clitoris to inserting my tongue as far as I could into her hot vagina. I gently fondled both of her now. After Carol left, I vowed that I would have no further sexual contact with her. I shuddered to think what might happen when my cock started thinking for me. I doubted my ability to resist her ample charms. However, my resolve only lasted a few days. As I lay on my bed masturbating, I remembered how good my daughter's hand had felt on my cock. Her playful demeanor had made it all seem so harmless. I went to her room with my hard-on bobbing in front of me. She was lying on the bed watching TV in. We had just met, but already I felt like I wanted to share my heart with this woman whose tongue seemed to explore every corner of my mouth.The strangest thing about this was how simple it had been. Of course one can expect to find someone with a similar mind from a lesbian night at the bondage club, but there was something about this woman that was really special. Immediately when I saw her sitting lonely at her booth, I knew I had to at least talk to her.Naturally me being me, I didn't have.