I spat on her ass-crack. My saliva spread along her ass-crack, till her butthole. With my palms, I spread the saliva and put a finger on her asshole.I...pushed one finger inside My neighbour wife’s asshole, the saliva had lubricated it. She could not scream, due to the dick in her mouth. I started fingering her clean busty. My other hand was feeling her wet pussy which was dripping by now. The dual-action, was making her even wetter, she could not moan, neither could she scream.I pushed her even. " And you haven't been tempted since then?" Oh hell yes Pop. I love sex... there have been lots of guys I have thought about... but nothing ever happened." Do you feel guilty about that one time?" Truthfully no... I enjoyed it too much to feel guilty about it. The sex, the idea of being unfaithful, it all was so exciting. I still think of it with fondness. Then I screw your son like a wanton slut to make it up to him."There was another long pause and I asked,"Do you think I'm awful?" Oh God no. Where did you learn to massage like this?” he barely finished his sentence and her hands were back up his arms, rubbing his neck, inching her hands upward and now massaging his scalp. When she could feel him relaxing and submitting to her mesmerizing movements she let her hands slide down to his chest. Further down she traveled reaching his stomach and then down to his growing erection. She continued teasing him, never quite touching him, deftly moving her hands back to his chest and then back. Elizabeth, you dress prematurely old! Try one of them on."She pulled on the dress. It fit her curves beautifully. It wasn't too tight though, from her face, I could tell she thought it was. I said, "That looks great. It doesn't show much but emphasizes, tastefully, the fine shape you have. Brian commented favorably on that dress when I wore it."She said, "It's too short! How can I sit down?"I grinned, "Carefully. You do have to pay attention to how you hold your legs for two reasons. One is.