She collected a good mouthful, then swallowed, while I sprayed the last few drops over her face.She sighed.“I’d forgotten how much I used to enjoy...that,” she whispered. “But now I want to taste your other juices. I want to lick your cunt.”She was blushing as she said it. Normally, she never swore, but during sex she used the filthiest language imaginable, as if she saved all the obscenities up for when she let herself go. She grabbed my hips and buried her face in my pussy. I could feel her. Staring through the crowed trying to spot her. I look at my phone, its five fifty-eight. My heart starts to beat faster in anticipation. Then, I spot beautiful woman walking toward the center. She’s wearing a summer dress, the kind with the small straps and wrapped around her neck a shawl. Her brown hair flowing through the wind. It’s her. I move toward her and when we are a few dozen paces apart she spots me as well. Her face lights up and when we come close she throws her arms around me and. I have a speed dial option on this fancy phone. I will call the state center as soon as I finish eating. Miss Baylor and her associate cooked the meal and they are excellent cooks."He chuckled, "All right, Bill. I look forward to seeing you in action. Thanks for coming on board. Bye."I said, "Bye." I thumbed the off button.Eve had gotten an extra plate and Grant ate with us. He said, "Miss Baylor, this is really great I don't eat this well very often."I said, "I may not be either. It looks like. I will leave a signal on the door." I smiled and grabbed the picture of all three holding there boobs up to the camera.I have been jerking off night and day for the last three days in my downstairs bathroom and my wife hasn't been mad I don't want sex. She plays with her self as I watch Letterman and then we go to bed. The next day my wife went to work early and I went and had some Coke when I looked out and saw Monica Mom was unloading some grocery in the driveway. I sprinted upstairs put on.