Though for most, two days without an orgasm was quite normal, for a nymphomaniac like Barbie, it was a lifetime. In fact, it was missing her daily mas...urbation session that had led to her initiation to the world of bestial love. So, now that she had missed not one, but two of her daily masturbation sessions, she was hornier than ever before. In fact, so much arousal now coursed through her veins that it took a few seconds before she realized the only reason she had even made it this far was due. The day of the reunion, at noon time my wife got sick…so sick that it looked like we were not going anywhere except maybe the emergency room...After a two hour nap...and she never naps she was much better. Even ate some toast. Well she wasn’t in shape to go but I felt ok going without her.I arrive at the banquet hall where the reunion was through the side door. So that I nearly missed the check-in table. So many old classmates greeting me! And I had a hard time recognizing most of them! . She got up on the bed and crawled up my legs, brushing her pussy against my hard cock on her way to my face. She got to my chest and sat back on her haunches and spread her pussy lips stroking the lips with a finger as she closed her eyes and moaned quietly. I ran my hands up her legs to her buttocks and pulled her up to my face. Her wet snatch was inches away from my lips and she moved her hands from her pussy to the back of my head pulling my face closer to her hot box. She tasted sweet. Instinctively, he shook his head from side to side, forcing her cuntlips wide apart until his whole face was buried in her spasming gash from nose to chin. Debbie had never felt anything like it before in all her life, and the pleasure was so intense, she almost blacked out.As she struggled for breath at the peak of her climax, something completely absurd popped into Debbie's muddled brain. 'How on earth could he breathe down there?' The silly thought vanished as quickly as it had arisen,.