Then I heard the door open and knew hubby was going outside to see what I look like on the bed. There is a light post not far away where any peeping ...oms shadow can be seen if they look in. I heard hubby come back in and heard him remove his clothes. I know he masturbates as he becomes excited but he never reaches a climax until he has intercourse or oral sex with me, usually at the end of our exhibitionistic deed. My husband then sat on the edge of the bed playing with my enlarged clitoris. Lois brought her hand down between her legs and began to massage her clitoris as he tongued her slit. He let her sensitive lips slip out of his mouth and he licked up the inside of her hot pussy towards her ass tasting her delicious sweet juices. She was gasping for breath as her fingers and his tongue were sending her on her way. Quagmire buried his face right into her ass his tongue jamming into her hole as far as it would go.“Ohhhhhhh…” she sighed her pussy was on fire. He licked up to her. **** “Hi, are you already back?” said Pam when I walked in. “Yeah, Heather and the children were going to visit some friends.” “She is such a nice woman,” said Pam. She was sitting in the living room painting her nails. I sat down opposite her and after a while, I said, “Will you be okay when I leave?” Without looking up she said, “Yeah, I am sure of it. I won’t be alone now that I have Will.” Will was a guy she had met at work. He was forty and a divorcee with no children. Even though he. You see, our slaves view providing sex as simply their function in life their sole function in life and so sex isnt really an intimacy issue for them. Although they of course feel pleasure while being laid, they dont acquire any personal or romantic attachments while they are in session, and since they each will have already been fucked thousands of times well before their sixteenth birthday, they get no special enjoyment from simple sexual arousal. A slave may on occasion turn to another.