“I like this warm feeling” she said while her other hand was wiping a long on my cock”I also like the taste of us”. She licked a finger then p...inted to me “ yummy”she said “want a taste”. When I licked my lips it was a gesture to give me a taste so she did, she even took her hand away from her pussy . She scooped some more out licking some for herself before feeding me but the last taste made me drop down to get a mouthful. I then kissed her and laid down on my back beside her, we both seemed. As he slipped the fingers of his right hand under the waistband of her panties she suddenly coughed, took a deep breath and started laughing "Why is that men always grab my tits when they think I'm dead?" she giggled. "You're all right!" Dai stuttered in surprise"Gotcha!" she retorted playfully. "You bitch, I thought you were dead ... you weren't breathing!" Dai shouted, his relief turning into anger."Men!" she spat "You were too busy feeling up my tits and pussy to tell, weren't you!" then. "Lets do this properly", she said and led me by the hand to their bedroom. This was a new experience for me: I had knowingly cuckolded men before, even a husband that I had met. But this was the first time I cuckolded a man in his own marriage bed. We started from the beginning. Lena laid me on my back and began licking and stroking my cock, then straddled me to show me her freshly shaved pussy. Her ass dangling temptingly, threateningly above my face. I eagerly accepted her into my mouth as. That’s when I saw her. She was a confident young woman. She too was doing something that she should have never been doing alone. She was hitchhiking alone on a busy road. She was wearing clothes that could get her in a lot of trouble.She stood by the roadside in ripped shorts, a white tank shirt and sandals. Not just flat sandals, sandals with a heel. I wondered what her story was while she walked backwards with her thumb up.I knew if I didn’t pick her up, somebody else unsavory would probably.