I can feel the vibrations of her purrs of pleasure, as she strokes her pussy in time with her mouth riding my pole.In my fantasy, Dianne purrs, “...Time to show you everything, look at my snatch.”She undid the ties at the side of her bikini bottoms, letting them fall away. Oh fuck, I imagine she is just as bare and smoothly waxed as Jane.“Jane and I got matching Brazilians, makes me feel so sexy to have my pussy hair free, I love it”, Dianne coos.She grinned and humped her. ” I said: “Well, Mrs. Carmen, you’re the boss here, I swear I won’t trick you. This is my real penis.” She said considering my erection: “Oh, Marcos, I don’t know. It’s been ten years. That stuff is too long! I’m not sure if I want this.” Well, Ma’am, here you are. Take good benefit. Your only opportunity and enjoy. This penis is a good prospect, isn’t it?” She replied: “Uh, I’ve been married only once, Marcos. My husband’s small penis never made me happy. I think this is … irrational,. She began collecting up the rest of her clothing but before she dressed Debbie again blindfolded me. I heard the sounds of her sliding her skirt back on and the zip being pulled up. I wondered how she would get herself to the car in her dishevelled state without someone thinking she had been attacked. "Well, that was as amazing as I thought it would be... hope it has left you with lots of memorable images! In a moment I'm going to release your arms; you should be able to wriggle free, but I. A little of what we talked about went over my head but I knew enough to keep up with the conversation and to convince Sandra that I knew a little about what we were talking about. As we talked I paid little attention to my wife who tried to keep up with the conversation but really couldn’t. I’ve always teased my wife for being one of these people whose life revolves around her TV shows and that night was a clear example of how I was on one level and she was on the other. In the past whenever.