As she was leaving, she knelt down and licked the cum off my cock and kissed me. I was so tired that I went to bed and fell asleep and woke up the nex... morning. When I was went to check out, I went to the front desk and saw her standing there. She smiled at me and then walked towards the restroom and told me to follow her. I followed her into the restroom and as soon as the door was closed in the stall she had chosen, she placed her hands on my head and guided my head towards her hot pussy. I knew it was my wife and she was calling for Cleopatra, you know, my asshole. I said – Cleo is fine, resting for a good week-end. – Then finish whatever is that you are doing and bring Cleo home so that Anthony (wife’s dildo)can fuck her as I please and the sooner you get here the sooner Cleo’s week-end will start. – OK, that sounds very sexy . . . . Bye, I’ll be home with Cleo in 25/30 minutes. Closed my stuff, realized that I will be coming in tomorrow. Stopped a sec on the boy’s room so I. I know this about her, and don't mind, because to me she is still so hot. It is worth the wait for me, and in between fucks, I occupy myself sniffing her pussy on her panties, and jerking off to naked pics of her. That being said, there was nothing more shocking to me than her suggesting, and then actually helping our friend to cum one night. It was late night after a big party, and our friend was quite drunk and sad. To be honest, he was pretty much a loser, and at 40 years old, my wife and I. I booked a second seater since all the tickets were full. I was worried since the train in crowded, I felt happy since I already booked the train. I got into the train and I searched for my seat and I finally found my seat. There are no one in my seat as the train has just arrived. After 15 min the train was going to start and I found an aunt with a small child in her hand near the door. She is a traditional Indian women wearing chudi. She had long her which could grasp the attention of anyone.