Then came the day, my birthday, she wished me asked me what I want as a present. I said, an evening with you. She said ok and we fixed the date. That ...ight we talk a lot and I said I want to look her in red, and she promised that she will wear red for me. We both know something special is going to happen tomorrow. I made some special arrangements.That day in office passed like a decade, I went home earlier, get freshen and dressed in a black shirt, blue jeans with a gray blazer, and took my car. I had to pull myself away from Andrew's face as he was still licking and fingering me trying to prolong my orgasm further. Then it was time to concentrate completely on him and his impending orgasm. I was still horny after such a wonderful release so I went to town licking all around the head, sucking up and down the sides, and taking the whole length of his big hard cock down my throat. It didn't take much longer until he tensed up and I felt his cum hitting the back of my throat. I kept. One of them had got onto the table and straddled my face. The pussy on my lips was wet and smelled musky and fresh at the same time. I couldn’t feel any pussy hair as it was lowered onto my face and a voice said: “I want you to fuck the pussy with your tongue” I wasn’t about to argue for obvious reasons and stuck my tongue up into the soft, we folds. Working my tongue like a piston into the depths above me, I could feel the juices starting to run down onto my face. She was. But now they stared out dull and flat, much like her life, much like her soul, the colour and the luminosity washed away with her dreams by reality. Closing her eyes to the woman staring out at her from the mirror she sat still, listening to the loud silence echoing around the house. Children gone, an empty nest. The clamour of the vibrant noise that once inhabited the now silent home had left with them as they made their own way in the world, their own lives, and their own reflections to stare.