I can see drops glistening on the top...lapping it up..like a cat lapping its milk...I slide my tongue down his shaft...and then taking each ball sac ...nto my mouth...the sound of me sucking him...but I don't care...it is delicious...as hearing him moan..makes me more eager...my pussy is dripping now...with one hand I touch the lips again...and my clit is hanging out...all slippey and thick...I explore...slip my finger in his butt hole...massage his prostrate and the moan gets louder and. I was smiling at her continuously and every now and the standing and showing up my bulge.I was dancing close to her and the next time I sat beside her hubby. As his hands trembled to make a drink I helped him and came to know they were from Chandigarh. I became friendly to him and made him drink more and staring at her more. I saw a smile on her face and her eyes fell on my bulge every now and then.It was around 11:30 pm and as people started leaving, I saw her hubby was struggling to walk. I. The strain was telling on both Chris and Angie and when Monique finally succumbed the marriage began unraveling. Within a year Angie and Chris were divorced.As for Marsha and Dan, their life during this time was sedate but happy until Monique's health problems began. Dan's own health began failing at about the same time and when he began experiencing episodic dementia, an exam revealed the early stages of Alzheimer's. Struggling through the death of Monique and Chris and Angie's divorce had. He could feel her spreading her legs beneath him in an invitation to mount her. She whispered, “Oh, you’re going to fuck me so hard and strong and long. God, I can’t wait to have your cock in me.”Glen had wanted to get down and eat her, but her words were driving him crazy. It was very seldom that she talked dirty, but when she did, she wanted him in her hard and fast. He started to position himself between her spread legs. As he rubbed his cock over her swollen lips, she wiggled down trying to.