She could never seem to get enough. All shapes and sizes but she was not fond of any kind of cock that was not white. Not because she is racist but be...ause she just likes white cock. Once again let me say that from the beginning I knew she loved cock. That simple. This tale happened when we were married for about six or seven years. I was always able to tell when she was wanting extra cock and cum so I was always on the lookout for the tell-tale signs. This particular instance she was working. I pushed my luck and slid my hand inside until my fingers were rubbing her pussy lips. She said, "You're naughty," but it was a statement, not an accusation. I told her if I did anything she didn't like, to please tell me, and I'd stop, but she never said a word. Soon the song ended, and she asked if I wanted another dance as she played with my now throbbing cock through my shorts. I said I'd like a bed dance (normally they try to get you to go for that right away, but she was definitely a. Being in a corporate sector, I had great times viewing many of my female colleagues who are just hot. With my friends we shared a lot of gossips on them. One among them was Ms.S. A hot girl in my project. Being of my age, she had a killer body with long hair. Her sense of dressing was wonderful and she cherished showing off her assets with a tight and inviting dresses. Her eyes were too provocating. We used to get instant hardons esp on days like Friday when the dress code is lenient. And she. How did you find out, Auntie Pauline?” The tall girl looked at the older woman.Miss Manson paused, still trying to process what she had just heard.“I was doing some research for a visit to a school I was booked in to do and, imagine my surprise, when I saw an image of you in a school uniform. A little further research brought me to websites and I eventually found a contact email address for you – or should I say Head Girl Olivia Birchwell?” She replied.The dark-haired young woman smiled.“The.