Although she kept it closely cropped, my wife hadn't totally shaved her pussy except for one time, joking that "I've never known you to be deterred by...a little hair...." By any measure our "old-married-fart" sex life was pretty good... usually several times a week... enhanced with toys and some experimentation. But, after 30 years, we'd fallen into life's routines and stresses... hence the lure of the younger Darlene.My tongue darted quickly in and out of her snatch. Bringing my right had to my. I told him that wasn't good. Here in the west the women prefer someone with enough experience to know what he's doing. He asked, with a bit of desperation in his voice how he could learn to kiss. I joked and said "no way I'm going to kiss a guy with a moustache".5 minutes later he came back in the living room, and I noticed imediately he had shaved off his moustache! And I must say: He looked so much better without!So, now I had no choice and offered to teach him how to kiss a woman. For both. I do it all the time and believe me the excitement alone will improve your view of life in general." You do shit like that and Bill doesn't get upset?" Why should he get upset? He's a bigger flirt than I have ever been." I'll think about it." Abby meekly replies."Oh…by, the way, have you ever played strip poker?" Dotty asks."Have never even played poker," Abby replies, "Why do you ask?" Oh…just a thought I had," Dotty says, "It may help you with the shyness of being naked in front of. His jaw worked against my clit as he craned his neck, really focusing on getting his tongue deep, moving it to taste my walls.“Ngh! Yeah, you like the taste of that pussy, Richard?”He just nodded as he skillfully brought me right over the top, my little juice box bursting over, feeding a good portion of my lust into his mouth, then making me squeal as droplets and trails of it ran the course of my upside-down body, soaking my clothes even more and left streaks up to my thighs.Richard growled.