She reflected on how special she felt that day with her husband and another man rubbing her from head to toe with oil. She wondered what may have happ...ned that day if she would have allowed the towels to be removed from her “special places”. She wondered if her husband would have allowed her to experience the touches of another man’s hands in those special places. After all, her husband had arranged the whole day, including the massage with the mystery man. She wasn’t all that attracted to the. I don’t know how he would react if he knew, and I have never had the courage to tell him. All afternoon I could not stop thinking about what had transpired during lunch. It seemed like time slowed down at the clinic. Finally work ended and I was headed home; I couldn’t wait to release my sexual tension. I was already imagining where I was going to masturbate, completely naked. When I came home I was half expecting my daughter to be out with her best friend Victoria.~~~~~“Hi mom! How was work,”. I pull up my skirt and show you my pussy. It is hot and wet. You look at it and lick your lips. "Get to it girl. You know what to do. Or do I get the switch?" You head comes down between my legs and I feel your breath." Yes Miss. I know what to do." Your tongue moves to my cunt and my juice starts to flow as you lick. Deeper and deeper you go. Now I feel your fingers in me as you lick like a hungry a****l. The spanking has you so hot you are all fingers and mouth. Sucking and licking till you. Her cunt was magnificently hairy. A shaved pussy was never very appealing to me. A well-furred pussy left something to the imagination. I also loved the texture of pubic hair under my fingertips or against my face. I vividly recall the images in the Playboy issue with Madonna proudly displaying her hairy attributes, the fuzzy armpits and the dense fur growing over her pussy. It was the source of many masterbation fantasies. We quickly undress one another. I realize that I hadn’t even turned on.