The response was immediate and in moments they were kissing each other unrestrainedly. Finally, they had to break."Wow!" gasped Fiona. "You're certain...y better. Where did you learn to kiss like that?" I had a wife, if you remember." And I had a husband and I thought he was a pretty good kisser but you've left him standing, my darling."Hank smoothed back her hair and then held her head. "Don't let's do comparisons, darling." Then he grinned. "That had no comparison." Oh, darling!" She buried her. " His name in Barrington. Do you remember the man who tied us up several months ago?" Yes, Mistress." They look very much alike, don't they?" Yes, Mistress. At first I thought that it WAS him. But then I realized that it wasn't. I was still frightened though." You remember that I told you that the man who came here was Peter Hotaling? And that I work with Peter at McCarthy Publishing?" Yes, Mistress." Peter looks like the man who harmed you, but he would never harm you, or myself. He's a good. I tasted and didn't spit. His crunchy baguette never lost its freshness. The heady bouquet of our heated sex wafted through the room.Even the after taste was pleasant.There was no sense in waking up George to tell him he'd better not wait up, don't you agree? Yes, I know. I am a bad girl. I can't be cured.I crawled into our marital bed long after George had fallen asleep. I was quiet enough not to wake him up, I hope. He never commented.He just asked how things had been when he returned from. Within moments she had and intense mind blowing orgasim. Star bursts exploded behind her eyes and her body felt like it shattered in a million pieces, then remade itself.. Glowing, whole and on fire. She swiftly turned and sank to her knees. Cupping Marco's nkuts in one hand and grasping his shaft with the other. She lifted his nuts to her mouth to suck and lick them. Sucking a nut in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, all the whle stroking his cock. She licke dup his shaft, wetting it.