“I’ll tell you what,” said Emma. “I’ll show you how to kiss Tom if you want me to.” Katie’s eyes widened as she looked at her friend and...said, “ How are you going to do that? Are you going to kiss me yourself"? “That’s exactly what I’m going to do,” said Emma, “But only if you are comfortable with it. We wont tell anybody. It will be our little secret. I rather like the idea of kissing you anyway.” Katie was looking at Emma with a look of doubt on her face, but I could see that the idea of. They were in great hands. To make it even better, Chicago was a cold 5 degrees when we left so landing in 75 degree weather was simply delightful. We had been married ten years and this was going to be like a second honeymoon. We needed it. Roger’s work was stressful and he traveled too much in the last two years. The kids, who were four and two, were wonderful but I felt like I had been pregnant or in a “post pregnancy lull” forever. We had got in a rut both socially and sexually. We used to. Her mouth was so perfectly wrapped around my dick, I could feel her wet tounge sloppishly touch the head of my dick as her mouth went up and down. It was incredible.It takes a long time for me to cum from head, so after 10mins of head I was rock hard and I wanted to fuck. She laid on her back, opened her legs up and she felt me going in as I watched my self go in. Her pussy was sooo WET! I began to go slow but she wanted it faster, I lifted her legs up and started fucking the shit out of her. ..The tattooist then dropped his trousers again and he sat on the edge of the table. He lifted Anita in his strong hands and popped her asshole down on his straight hard black cock.Once impaled on Brutus’ dick, Anita spread her legs wide for me, to get into as well. I dove on her sweet stretched cunt, as she was bouncing her butt on that huge black cock.I fucked my sweet wife’s cunt for ten minutes before I came.I pulled out, while Brutus was yet lifting her little body as a feather, to let if.