I walked inside and called out to my sensual wife…Ana was in the main bedroom, picking up some clothes. She kissed me, saying she was about to get a...warm shower. It sounded again something strange to me; since my wife never used to take a bath early evening… I followed her into the bathroom and sat on the toilet as she started to undress.Ana was wearing a white cotton thong and I could see it had a wet stain at the crotch. I then knew where she had been earlier.She looked at me and smiled with. Blushing slightly, I licked her again, more this time, using more of my tongue, licking her more, tasting more. It was something I couldn’t quite place, but I knew that I liked it. I really liked it. I noticed a small little nub above opening, and for once, I said a silent prayer to the gods of porn. Her clit. Porn had taught me enough to know what it was, and that she would love to have it teased and played with. Getting a little braver, I leaned close and slipped my tongue slowly into her,. Jeff Junior slept in the back seat of the car in his Mickey Mouse underpants. The heat had even taken its toll on the lively four-year old. Jeff had turned down a paved mining road, but after 20 miles the road turned to dirt, after it passed an abandoned ore processing plant. A faded sign on the side of the dirt road said, ‘La Casa Putas — 20 kilometers’. Jeff figured that was another 13 miles. Since the dirt road was smooth and they were getting low on gas, he decided to keep going deeper into. V.“Why did you come here with me?”“You asked me.”“That’s all it took?”“A little bit of talking myself into it, too. It’s not the kind of thing I do. Have ever done.”“Yeah, well, me neither.”“So, when I got off the train with you at your stop, were you like, ‘Holy shit, now what do I do?’”“Something like that, I guess. Or maybe not so much. I don’t know. I haven’t been myself recently, so some things that I do or say or think can be a bit of a surprise to me these days. Like when I asked you if.