The house was bigger than anything I had ever seen before and at that point in my life I was sure it was bigger than anything I would ever own. It was...about a mile walk from the ice cream parlor to the house. As is pretty typical for any day in August in North Carolina, it was about 100F degrees out. By the time I got to the house I had a pretty good sweat going and there was nothing I could do about it. I walked up to the front door, rang the doorbell and waited. A minute went by and nothing.. I was embarrassed and worried that Mr. Jones would go back on his word and tell my folks. I blew him on random occasions over the next few weeks and whenever he came over to see my dad. It was awkward and strange. I broke up with Rex a week before my trip and he cried like a little girl and tried to get my back every day telling me how in love with me he was and even asked me to marry him but I couldn't bring myself to it and told him to wait for me until I got back from Europe to see where we. I walked over to my chest of drawers and bent over, keeping one leg straight, pointing my ass directly at Lauren. I imagined her coming over to me and dropping down to her knees, placing her hands on both cheeks of my butt, spreading them apart. I could almost feel the cool air against my hot pussy and ass. A shiver went up my spine as I stood up, holding a skimpy little black pair. I stepped into it and slowly slid it up my legs, my nipples were tingling and I could feel a slow throb in my. ”As the four of them left the bedroom, I knelt and noticed my wife’s gaping asshole, still covered in cum. I could see more cum inside of her opening. The others were gone, and I couldn’t help myself…. I gently spread my wife’s ass-cheeks and leaned in to give her a gentle rim-job. I started slowly and gently just tenderly licking. But then I began to slurp and suck the cum away. Eventually was penetrating her opening with the tip of my tongue…. Ass-fucking her with my tongue.. and I was hard.