Right now I just want this hot chick. I lay her down, spread her legs. I went down onto that panty covered pussy and kissed her right over the wet pan...y. I smelled her juices. I held on to the waistband of her panties and pull them off of her.She adjusted her ass. I looked at that pussy, so wet and puffy. Not perfectly shaved, but trimmed. I came closer spread those lips to reveal the pinkness inside. Slowly I slid my tongue out and dipped it into her pussy. I tasted her and I don’t wanna stop.. Again. It’s been like this all week. Each morning June and I wake up and she services my wet pussy. Each night we make out until I get tired of her begging to eat my out. She eats me out, often repeatedly, and I pass out.I have a sex life that is exhausting. It was never like this with Carl. There wasn’t a desperation to see each other again or the need to fuck one last time before we fell asleep. June is never satisfied with serving me. She wants another command. She wants me to have another. I only need you."A week ago, I came home from work and immediately I knew something was different. Jeanne was very quiet, not asking the same questions she would ask every day about mine. I asked about her day. "It was fine," then nothing. "Did you speak with your girls?". "Yes", but nothing further. A heavy silence hung over our kitchen."Jeanne, what's going on? You are very different today." I have something to tell you but I am afraid," she said softly."Jeanne, there is nothing you can. “Wonderful.” She could hear him move in front of her again, and through the vague silhouette, she could tell he was removing his tunic. The candle in front of her was then blown out and she could no longer see any of the shadows before her. She heard him kneel in front of her again. Felt his soft hands slide up the outside of her thighs, reach around and cup her ass cheeks and pull her slightly forward. His tongue traced its way, following the contours of her rib cage. As his lips found her.