We most often began, in the candlelight after a few glasses of wine, with my tongue between her lips, kissing deeply. I usually paid special attention...to her neck, pressing my lips and tongue against the tender skin there. Then I moved to a part of her that I truly enjoyed, her tits. She loved this attention. Carla was proud of her tits. She wore sweaters and skimpy bathing suits to show them off. She loved having me pay attention to them. Of course, I licked and sucked both her nipples often.. Then with a little help sheslipped on a pair of opera length black latex gloves. Once on andadjusted Barb grabbed the bottle of lube squirted some on her hands.She then leaned over and gently started massaging the lube into my fullyerect clitty. It was cold, wet and extremely blissful. The lube on hergloves made them extremely wet and shiny looking, and the sight of thosethin black fingers rubbing up and down my clitty made me instantly wet. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something. Using the pretext of adjusting his napkin, he adjusted his cock.“Peter, this is simply heavenly! When did you become such a good chef?” she exclaimed, rolling her eyes as she bit into a bite of bread coated with the scampi broth.He looked at her curiously. “I’ve always been a good cook. I love food. How do you think I got to be so fat?”“Peter, you forget, I’ve never known you fat.” He shrugged in silent agreement with this. “You have to admit, you’ve never cooked like this before for me.”Peter. She wore only a very short, black negligee and the sheer fabric did little to cover the lush curves of her body. The hemline stopped at the top of her thighs, leaving the golden hairs of her cunt peeking out from beneath.She walked down the hall, wondering if she would find her husband in the kitchen downstairs. But, outside Janie's and Kay's room, May paused, hearing sounds from within. She heard softly whispered words and what sounded like moans. She knew that Kay was spending the night with.