He was stiffening as he made another pass rubbing himself over her face. His next pass stroked sideways from one cheek over her lips to the other chee.... He started leaking his clear precum just before the tip passed over her mouth glazing her lips. Khristi’s pink tongue darted out and licked her lips her finger gathered the drop from her cheek and brought the moisture to her mouth as well.She hummed appreciatively at the flavor and told him “it’s time to get you into my mouth.” It was hard to. I don’t know if you knew much about my love affair with fashion. In many ways you thought of me as a simple girl in a white tank top and jean shorts. You didn’t know much about my wealth of knowledge concerning vintage clothing or designers. I made a living during college selling vintage clothes on ebay. One of the highlights was finding a vintage bra from the sixties by the designer Emilio Pucci. He is known for his super bold or intricate patterns. I know all about Pucci. I casually. Brazenly, I hitched it up even further until it covered to just below my pussy and, leaving a short pause, looked him in the eye and even more brazenly asked if he liked what he saw.He did.Reeling him slowly like a fish on a hook, we talked and talked and finally I asked if he'd like to make love to a woman eleven years older than him.He did.In my bedroom, I whipped off the offending tee shirt and he gasped, his eyes nearly popping out of his head as he visually soaked up my nudity. Oh, the. I’m covered in jizz and stink of sex. Yet John is smiling lovingly at me. She let him guide her to her lawn chair. Gingerly she sat down.John helped his wife sit in her chair to recover. He could see her face was covered in sperm. As he looked down, he could see the pine straw clinging to her sweat covered body. And below that, he saw the frothy wetness of her cunt. It leaked copious amounts of the combined juices of her and her erstwhile lover. She seemed to glow. Impulsively, he knelt between.