I could feel her hard nipple, as I gently flipped my finger over it. I slid my other fingers up her pussy until I could feel her swollen clit, and be...an to rub it lightly. I asked her when was the last time she had her pussy licked. Melody responded that her daughter had ate her only the night before, but she really didn't get an orgasm like she normally would. I massaged her clit as her pussy grew wetter to her moans of pleasure. After a few moments, Melody asked me to lick her pussy, as. She wondered if Kevin was having any success. She also wondered why she was so curious about the women who plied their trade behind the barrier. What kind of women were they? And then, the question that had been haunting her for the last half-hour--and that she refused to face-- was what would it be like to be one of those women? Kevin would absolutely kill her if he knew what she was thinking. She stripped off her clothes, added new lipstick and brushed her hair. A few sprays of perfume in the. What else do cuckolds do besides watch their wives fuck other men?” He thought for a few seconds, trying to decide how to answer and then said, “There are all kinds of cuckolds. Some just like to watch their wives being fucked, while others also suck the cum from her pussy. Then there are other men who also clean the cocks of the lovers with their mouths, and some of them become outright cock suckers.” I knew that this was the key moment and I asked, “Well, what about you? Have you ever had. The room was lit up for a photo shoot and I was able to drink in every detail of the scene. Her stockings were laddered and her panties were torn and down around her ankle. She was laid on her back with her black hair partially covering her face. It was then I recognized her. It was my mother in a wig!I ran over and knelt by her. I didn't know if she was dead or alive so I place my shaking hand on the exposed breast. Which I was relieved to feel slowly rise and fall.I had never felt a woman's.