I suddenly had the urge to lick her most private parts, and leaned forward and parted her tangled hair with my fingertips, revealing her wet puffy lab...a. As I lowered my mouth and began to lick the moist, pink flesh of her pussy, my nostrils were filled with her musky woman scent, mixed with the fragrance of soap. This only served to drive me more wild with lust. I could hear Lula moaning with pleasure as I continued to lick her wet slit. Her moist flesh had a pleasant taste, slightly salty and. C’mon darling…” She opened her eyes and withdrew her hand. “No, I’m sorry Richard. I can’t.” She inhaled deeply and stared up into my face and softly told me, “If you must do it, carry on… I won’t stop you. Rape me if you must. But, please, don’t come inside me. Promise me that.” Time froze, the world stopped revolving. I stared at my wife’s distraught face, the tight line of her lips and the tears misting her eyes. “Rape?” I mumbled. “I would never rape you. I couldn’t do that.” On cue, my. I opened the bathroom door and I could hear her say "I want to see it again, pull it out." I could hear his pants opening and could tell she was looking and sizing it up. "Can I touch it?" I heard her whisper. All I heard was silence from him. "Its so hard!!" she whispered. I could tell she was probably stroking him. I quietly crept around the corner and saw that Cory was half sitting and half laying down with his pants pulled down a bit. Nicole was sitting with her back to me sitting cross. I was smart enough to add that if he thought I was exceptional and really pleased him, a tip was always appreciated. We agreed that he would e-mail me ( I had an account as a TG/CD by now) his room number so I could come to his room directly at the appointed hour and if there were any hang ups or changes in schedules he would call my cell phone. I quickly went about getting myself another cell phone just for my “girl with something extra” activities. I was nervous about the whole thing for a.