The man could kiss. His tongue explored my entire mouth, sucking and licking my tongue. I was out of breath when he leaned back, his fingers still sof...ly sliding in and out, up and down my slippery pussy lips. I was trembling and felt electrified, no nerves in sight. “So uh, what’s going on here?” Shocked into awareness, I looked up into my husband’s face. He wasn’t smiling, but he did have that look in his eyes. The one that says “I like what I see. Don’t stop.” I quickly introduced them, and. Diane had worn one of her sexiest bras too, the lacey design clearly showing through her equally elegant white blouse, just a hint of that tantalizing tit flesh showing through the two garments. But it was the thought of her actually having worn the butterfly vibrator that he had purchased for her that he appreciated the most. He had turned it on the lowest setting after they'd been seated, and then given the drinks they had ordered while waiting for their dinner to arrive."How's it feel?" he. Her current job at the Biotech lab for Sigma Cybernetics plc was one for which she was ridiculously over-qualified and which only two years ago she'd never have contemplated ever applying for. And the fact that she'd had to re-locate to Oxfordshire, some seventy or eighty kilometres from London, would have placed a job opportunity like this right at the bottom of the list. But now when she went to sleep she no longer had the odour of aging men adhering to her body and no residual memory of. It was a small house with two bedrooms and the toilet was located in an extension of the house. There was no door for the toilet, instead a curtain that was drawn across the huge entrance. I reached her place and two days passed by peacefully. I used to watch her washing clothes, her hip and navel completely exposed and when she used to beat the clothes, her huge boobs used to get squished and her deep cleavage would be visible. These sights would make me very horny and at night I would.