I could tell straight away that she was upset about something, I could see her eyes were red and she’d been crying. “What’s wrong Hazel?” I as...ed softly. She sighed deeply then replied. “My boyfriend told me last night, he didn’t want to see me again Mike,” she said, tears welling up in her eyes. “Oh I’m so sorry Hazel, come in.” I said, taking her hand and leading don the hallway to the lounge. Once we were there, Hazel sat down on the couch while I went into the kitchen and poured two. These were new pleasures I was experiencing. He pulled out, and turned me around, opened my legs as I rubbed my tits. He started licking my pussy, sticking his tongue inside, "fuck you taste so fucking good" he said. I moaned, "dont stop, please" and he licked my clit just right, making me shake as I came infront of him. "So soon" he said smiling, "make me cum" he said as he got up. Grabbed me and lifted me up, I automatically guided his cock inside me and he fucked me against the wall, my. However standing above her was spectacular! We were now talking about football and her favourite team as her husband sat back quietly and enjoyed his wife showing off and teasing. As she sat back in her chair with the glass of wine her legs came into view. She crossed her legs to show me the ripple of muscle that ran from the top of her knee to the cheeks of her arse which was now visible from the side. I had given up pretending not to look and decided to play their game. It was obvious that. Slowly she stood up, walked over to the window and opened her mouth wide, then she swallowed and opened her mouth again to show her admirer. “Look!” She giggled.David stood up and shuffled over beside her, he looked over at the house opposite, he could make out the figure of a man stood at the window with what looked like some lines of spunk running down the inside of the window.“I think he enjoyed the show,” Heather giggled, turning to David and kissing him.David could taste the saltiness of.