The pink inside against the brown skin looked like some sort of flower with the distended clitoris as the stamen. Leaning forward, I smelled her sharp...but musky odor and using my tongue began to lap. I pushed my tongue into her tunnel and using her juices coated my fingers. I reached forward and began to gently rub her clit. She began to shake and with a loud keen she climaxed.Letting her come down all the way was not in my plans however. I switched my mouth from her tunnel to suck in her clit. Underneath she had on very brief white cotton panties, which she then instructed to kiss just on the other side of her pussy. I can’t I said, what about your friend and my wife? Not a problem she said, you will lose her if you don’t, and she will have a better life with you trained and not so argumentative.I had no choice, and began kissing. Good boy, she said sarcastically. After about five minutes, she decided to sit back down. Take my jeans off she barked, and my panties. When I had done. When Beth is turned on she gets really wet and if she is hot enough she will spurt her pussy juices. From the sounds she was making, and what I could see in the mirror, the car seat was soon going to be wet. Tammy loved it. She was watching the same backseat show that I was, when I could spare time from the road that is. (Thank goodness that traffic was nearly non-existent!) Her juices were flowing freely and occasionally she would switch hands and lick her fingers.Man, what a great show! To. In that message, I was subtly degrading my wife/mom as a slutty bitch who loves sex from random men.But it was just making me hornier. I told mom that I sent the message. And in like 30 seconds, I get a message back from the boy. Its like he was staring at his screen waiting for an answer. His message was this, “Hey. Sounds great. I will be available tomorrow. I have WhatsApp. Please message me and send me the address. Can’t wait to meet you guys.”This guy is trying to be pretty smart. I.