Marian had stepped into the room and opened the curtains. That was what caught Alan’s attention. He remembers not seeing her husband’s car in the ...rive. Considering her son Kyle is lying on the bed naked means that the man is not home. Marian looks like she has just gotten out of the shower. Her hair is still slightly wet. He can see the tops of her breasts as she has a towel wrapped around her body. He knows that she knows he is out here. He also knows that she has purposely opens the curtain. Her eyes were wide, she was alluring, now she started lapping between my open lips. The sounds coming from her were amazing, the slurping, swallowing, and lapping around my gash, was driving me wild. I went back to gripping the sheets, the thrills were forcing my head back, my breathing was labouring, and I had the deep intense feeling I was about to explode. I am unsure if Ani could sense this, or she was learning how to tease, as she pulled away slightly from me. I dug my heels into the bed,. I tried to picture what you were up to. Were you slipping into something less comfortable, more lacy, and a lot more revealing? Had you gone down to the bar to fetch a bottle of cheap bubbly for me to lap up from your delicate flesh as you slowly drizzled it over your blushed cunt? Or have you just decided to leave me here, taken our submissive role reversal a little too literally, and sought solace in someone else’s arms this evening? I was half right… The hairs on the back of my neck stand. He sucked each breast until my nipples were so hard that I began begging him to stop. My pussy tingled and was so hot with pleasure, that if he didn't stop what he was doing, I might actually have an orgasm right then and there. He stopped sucking, looked up at me with a shy smile, and asked if he could go down on me. He had never gone down on a woman before even though he had been with countless prostitutes in the past. We had spoken about this and had both agreed that given the opportunity, I.