She informed me that her husband was working in Doha with a private firm and he normally came on vacation once in a year. Her son had gone to school a... that time. She did not express any type of hesitation in talking with me. I understood she was a particular woman who badly needed a male to fulfill her burning sexual feelings, since she had not experienced such an opportunity after her husband left for gulf. I finished the work and told her that the company will start preparing the plan soon. While I was taking in her physical beauty, I was reminded about our online connection, and the ways in which we had brought each other to orgasm solely through our imaginations (and masturbations of course): texts, phone calls, and a few pics always seemed to more than enough to do the trick. The incredibly creative and vivid fantasies we had shared previously flooded my mind again as I lowered myself between her legs. She was still so wet that I didn’t need to guide my hard cock into her,. So many things about Pammy turned me on. She would always wear very simple, yet sexy clothing. Maybe it would be a tight sweater or tank top, very short pair of shorts, or a nice short skirt to show off her legs. She usually wore loose tops around the house and I would always find a way to see her boobs when she would bend over to do something, I'd even catch a glimpse of her nipples now and then. If she and my dad needed to go somewhere and I didn't care to go, I'd stay behind so I could go. " Again, instead of letting the shame that I felt put an end to the evening, I got even more into it and I started moaning and thrusting my hips as I stroked my penis with the same rhythm with which I sucked his cock. My wife finally brought Todd her dildo and he grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth off of his dick and forced me to look up at him. He said, "You're going to ride this while I fuck your face." I started to protest that there was no way I could fit that in my ass when Todd pointed.