Finally I broke the kiss as I was choking, to get some air. She then got up a little and told me if you like to lick there, then why you did not shave...me completely. You must not have enjoyed due to my hair and I said no mommy I like some hair on you and you call it pussy or cunt in sexual language. She then moved her right hands towards my cock and asked me and what do you call this? Taking her hand away from my cock I told and we call it cock why are you asking this entire mommy and dad must. Unfortunately, as soon as she had taken the dress off she began to put her own one back on. I was very disappointed at this, having wanted to see the guy orgasm while watching my wife exhibiting herself. He must have felt frustrated also, as he quickly put his hard-on back in his pants, and walked around the counter as my wife came out of the cubicle."Excuse me," she said. "I don't really like that dress, but could you do me a favor. I can't seem to do up the buttons on the back here."Then she. Me: Hey that’s not a problem… I am happy indeed to take you outside with me for celebration.Asha: Thank you, that’s cool…We both had a normal conversation and both of us shared many of our tastes with each other and finally it was around 10:40pm on 31st dec 2015, we took a cake, candles etc for celebration and had gone out of city to a lonely place. That was a great place where we both ended up with, completely open place, moon was clear, no electric lights around us, it was all only the clear. Ben’s orgasm was sudden — distant one moment and everywhere the next. He threw his head back and laughed with joy at the release it brought. Sarah tried to swallow his come but got only some of it. The rest dripped from her mouth over her hand and onto his belly. Its aftertaste made her cough. He was looking at her and smiling. She made a face at him. ‘I think I got a hair on my tongue,’ Sarah said before licking up more of his come. Ben laughed some more and fell onto his back. He laid his.