I slowly moved my hand further into her panties until I was able to touch her clit with my fingers. Tara let out a sigh. Oh, my, that feels incredible... Let me help you with that. Tara pushed her pants down revealing her entire pussy. My heart was pounding. We continued kissing and I continued to pay special attention to her clit. She was very wet and her clit felt so nice under my fingers. Playing with her little button and feeling her wriggle got me so excited. I was soaking my own panties. 'Are you sure?' I looked up, sensing her unease. Lisa nodded. I gently prised apart her legs and began planting a trail of butterfly kisses along her left inner thigh. She moaned softly as I brushed my coarse stubble against her soft skin, my kisses rising until stopping just short of her pussy. Her smell was intoxicating; heady and complex, like fermented wine tempered with an earthy musk of sweat and sex. I breathed in greedily before blowing delicately across her vagina and extending my. I'm grateful to be a part of her world and I want to see her satisfied. For any Men ready for that kind of a relationship, this could be it.How likely is it that you'll be fucking my wife? Let's put it this way: I'm looking at myself wearing exactly what my wife walked in on me wearing: nylon Cuddle Duds, pink hipster laced panties, rainbow thigh high socks with rainbow sneakers and I'm thinking... if my wife is this okay with my dressing like a faggot night after night, she must be open to the. "Yes that was true up to a point, but when you saw her blackmail me it all changed. I'll bet I wasn't the first either..." I said it with a smile. "I lot of married women have been blackmailed by her." It was a guess but it was a good one."You can cooperate and I forget what I know, or make me bring your ass to court and I will bury you. Do we understand each other." I asked"Yes, we understand each other," he said only half understanding."Okay where is your partner?" I asked."I couldn't get.