.. I... oh my goodness Brett... yes just there, please, I oh..." The cause for her about change of loyalty to her husband was the feeling of Brett’s...tongue as it lapped her sex and caressed her sensitive clit. Before long her hips were lifting off the bed and were weaving in the air. I noticed her fingers had also found their way to Brett’s head and were running through his hair as he pleased her.I could hear the familiar sounds of my wife starting to get aroused. The sighs and ah’s and moans. And, um, his barber was out of town...Billy parked the old clunker and walked into The Perfect Salon."Hi," said a striking brunette sitting near the cash register, "I'm Lisa." Her deep brown eyes sparkled as she spoke."H-H-Hi ... I'm Billy." Nice to meet you Billy. What can we do for you tonight?"Billy could barely speak. This woman was a bonafide goddess. She had to be about 5'9" with deep brown hair and eyes. Her body was simply amazing - absolutely perfectly proportioned. Although Billy had. We played together and worked together, the way life is for simple farmers. As innocent children we splashed naked in the creek, no cares about the world as only children can know. I had chosen another soon after school and married, I picked the most beautiful girl available. Sarah was just a friend to me, Patra was a prize, I thought. Of course that union failed, and Sarah was gone, off to see the world. I worked my farm in loneliness, accepting the choice I had made. Sarah and I had lost a. One we get to the beach, and kiss a bit more. We would make our way over towards the sea. We could walk over to the rocks and I could kneel down in the soft sand, and start to stroke your cock inside your jeans, which is desperate to be released. I could rub it, feeling the urgency, and the desire pulsating through your body. I could unzip you and start to lick and suck at your cock, and kiss and nibble at your balls, licking them and sucking them into my mouth one at a time. I could play with.