Without any warning I went into her room, kneeled down in front of her, and proceeded to eat her out as she played the game.“Randy what are you, oh ...uck! Mom and dad are right downstairs! Oh god that feels so good! Dam Randy I’m trying to play this oooooooooooooh shit! Fuck Randy that’s my spot! I have to beat this level! Oh shit fuck this game! Eat my pussy! Get you tongue all the way in there, lick my clit” she screamed out. Her pussy tasted so good, there’s nothing like the taste of a horny. "I had to see you again." Tentatively his fingers rose up her delicate throat until he cradled her cheek in his hand. Her skin was hot, burning to the touch, although it looked so pale and cool in the twilight dark. She took a step closer. His hand cradled the back of her head as she looked up at him with her half-lidded eyes.The heat of her body radiated forward, could not be contained in the thin fabric of her dress. He was entirely conscious of her presence, the wild scent of her skin, the. He caressed my head. "Very good, slave." I felt so lewd it was hard to breathe. I switched to the other one, sucking gently."Suck my cock, little slave." Yes, Master."I wrapped both hands around his shaft. Again, I marveled at how hard and soft it was at the same time. I felt saliva flood my mouth at the scent and proximity of him. Moaning, I swirled my tongue over the head, lapping at the musty liquor seeping out of the little slit."Much better, slave." He stroked my hair.I took the upper hand. Worst of all, I was sure her new lover was Frank, one buddy office of mine.Sometimes, during lunch break, I could not find Frank anywhere and, at same time, Anita did not answer my phone calls.One afternoon I made a quick rush to home at midday, finding my buddy’s car parked a few yards from our house.I did not get inside; just went through the garage and sneaked through the partially open drawing bedroom window.I could barely see a couple naked bodies moving on our marital bed…Some days later,.