When we spoke again she said she had a boyfriend back home that she might marry someday but she missed the loving with him and was I ok with that. Hel... yes I was. Then she sent me home with the agreement to meet on Sunday afternoon.That sex was even hotter with lots more time. She was clearly quite experienced and I got a crash course in how to enjoy a woman. She obviously loved sex and I wondered how long she’d been doing it. One break while I was recovering she casually mentioned how much. Little did he know that Susan's abused body was sleeping just a few steps away in what was now her permanent crib.Juan was immediately called on the radio and when he arrived at the Cantina the fat barman already held a shotgun on Jeff."Senor, you should not have come back," said Juan. "Gomez told you to never come back." "I came for my wife", yelled Jeff. Juan smiled, "She doesn't want to be your wife anymore, Senor." To make his point Juan reached into his shirt and pulled out Susan's wedding. When we actually began the conversation though, I held up a finger, and handed her a car key. “It’s to the Range Rover in the garage.. At no point in this conversation, do I want you to feel trapped, or that you have to ask me to leave. I dropped your things in the other master bedroom, as it has it’s own stairs that lead you to the garage.” I filled her wine glass with a nice aged Chardonnay. “I’m not going to pressure you, and I think I’ve answered every question, except one. And the. He moved back up, and when his lips and tongue invaded the hairy thing between her legs, Joan gasped with pleasure and pushed down against his sucking mouth."Do you like it?" she purred, pushing hard against him. "The hair's not all grown out yet, but it's still nice and fuzzy for you to suck on. I have a lot of hair when it's all grown out."Joan loved a head job best of all, and even though she had made it with Dan twice, she knew she would be quick in coming now. His tongue was deep in her.