.fuck?", I smiled at Aftab and he nervously giggled and smiled back, I could see beads of sweat on his forehead. I walked over to my stereo and switc...ed on the song I love to perform a striptease to the most, the song started just as I turned around, it was 'Sweet About Me' by Gabriella Cilmi, I winked at Aftab and playfully mimed the beginning verse. I walked towards where Aftab was sitting and stood over him, "So hunni, how comes YOU brought Ahmed's note over? Does he tell you what to do. “Here, let me fix that for you.”Cupping his face in her hands, Melody drew her husband close and kissed his lips lovingly, pouring her magic into him in the process. Mike had never felt more powerful in his entire life, and that included the incredible surge of power he had felt from the Armor of God a moment before. As they finally separated, Mike could tell that his injuries had completely healed.“How’s that feel?” Melody asked with a wink.“Which one? My body or the kiss?”Laughing, she. That's it, suck me, lick me."I lift them up and close my hands around them, nails gently scratching the wrinkled skin, flicking my tongue against your arse, letting it become a point, pushing against your tight hole as my hand furiously strokes your cock. Oh fuck, you are SO stiff now. I want you, NEED you inside me. I move back up to your rigid tool and open wide. You thrust up, into my throat, deep, filling me and I gag, only slightly."Come here, my wanton little whore," you growl, pulling me. Although I talk about what happened back then calmly and comfortably now, things were quite different for me back then. A lot of time has passed and many things have happened that have helped me grow comfortable with what happened.You have to understand that I was simply a woman who was having sex with someone other than my husband. I wasn’t overly open minded or sexual. I wasn’t one to fantasize or masturbate. I wasn’t a nymphomaniac who had some uncontrolled need for sex. I simply liked how.