He complained to her that A) this was child porn (she countered, saying something about previous sexual encounters) and B) she was driving him crazy (...he just laughed and sent him even more naughty stuff.)She also enquired into if he had found her “presents” she had left in his luggage back in Orlando.“You mean the bikini and a pair of panties?”“Unwashed bikini & dirty panties...”“Fuck me.”“I bet U sniffed them every day & wanked off.”“Language, girl!”“I’m a BAD GIRL, spank me!”“Whack”She sends. What did that say about his state of mind?He woodenly finished getting set for the coming workday, putting his dishes in the sink and gathering what he needed. He left his apartment, still unsettled in his mind.His day didn't get any better after that.He couldn't concentrate, and his coworkers were commenting on his distraction. He couldn't afford to be this distracted in his line of work, so he set the current project aside, promising himself he would put in twice the work later.Robby knew he. I then ate her out."Oh my god! Fuck! Fuck! Don't stop. Please don't stop. You're so fucking good. Please don't fucking stop! Fuck I'm cumming baby. I'm actually fucking cumming!" She bucked her hips in the air and I felt her juices hit my face. I crawled up and kissed her on the lips and then we swapped tongues. It got me so horny knowing she was tasting her own juices. While we were kissing, I grabbed my cock and started rubbing it along her slit. "Ohh fuck baby. Stick it in. I want that huge. Size nine, I think. I'll be right back." Then before she rose, I watched her lips kiss the instep of my foot, and her tongue lick at the skin. It sent a sensual thrill upwards, ending at my groin, as she rose to her feet, her eyes still focused on my pussy.I should explain that like most women, I had been approached by other women occasionally, and never acceded to their attempts at seduction. But in the last month, as I relaxed into the nasty but fulfilling sensuality of my affair with my son,.