"Exactly what did she say and do? More importantly, what the hell did you do, Mitch?" Susan questioned.I had my answer. Susan did not know anything ab...ut the girl. Her anger was not an act! I explained everything as it happened. Then I told Susan what Don had learned."That is low!" she exclaimed. "They actually try to get a guy to cheat by putting a bimbo in front of him and telling him he can have her? That is like leaving a cookie in front of a kid, then slapping him for eating it."I was glad. He just continued to kiss down my chest, stopping at my nipples. His tongue circled my nipple, making the rosy tip pucker tautly, and there must have been a direct line connecting my nips to my clit. He lapped and slurped at both of my nipples before finally, sucking one into his mouth with such force that it made my clit pop out of her hood and do a shimmy.Tangling my fingers in his hair, I moaned, as he caressed a damp path down my body, finally resting his forehead on my pubic bone. I could. It was incredible. I hadnt cum that hard in so long! Diane glanced at them both, their expressions one of understanding it seemed. She continued on. But thats where it ended. The next morning I awoke up. My fiancé, had texted me a dozen messages. I was naked and was just waking up when I read them. He said why I had texted him saying that I went home with a man last who had pleasured me better than he ever could. He had also received pictures of the guys dick in my pussy while we. He tugged and pulled and rubbed my cock, settling into a nice jacking rhythm. I couldn't believe the pleasure. This hand job felt overwhelmingly incredible, way better than any feeling I could create on my own. Being the first time ever with a guy the sensation was accompanied by thoughts of disbelief, wonder, amazement and satisfaction. I laid there silent and motionless as Ross continued stroking. Butterflies welled up in my gut as the tingling feeling built into a powerful, pulsing squirting.