A tearful Joy was delivered to my new address by an angry woman cop, who didn't stay to lend a hand.Without being told what to do Joy began to strip o...f her dress and undies to the strains of Mozart, which I had thoughtfully put on the CD player in memory of our first encounter. Then, weeping, she knelt, naked but for a floral hat, stockings and pumps, in front of me and took my swollen cock between her trembling lips. Joy spluttered and coughed having failed to swallow all my jetting cum. She. She was gasping for breath as I sucked her boobs and touched her waist at the same time.I got down and told her to split her legs. She did. I did not have the patience to remove her panties. I moved the panties aside and directly placed my tongue on the layers of her pussy.She bent her head back and moaned loudly. I was shit scared and told her not to make sounds. She tried to control her pleasure by biting her lips as I continued to lick and suck the juice out of her pussy.She was quite a. Of course, I might even eat, drink a glass of wine — and go home!After my husband left for the game by train, I dressed casually but still felt attractive. Oysters and wine figured in my plan at a small nook of a place in Gloucester. I didn’t know people there and I’d been only twice previously. It is, however, very beautiful and the seafood is fresh from the water.At six-thirty, I sat at a little table looking out over the water with my wine and oysters. Mostly couples and workers were there. To see the big city!This Friday, my hubby told me to dress up. Boofy Hair, Heavy makeup, Nails done. Then I put on my Thigh High stockings, lace panties, and lace nursing bra. Then I was to put on my slip, and chemise. Then I would put on my ankle long denim dres that buttoned down the front, that my aunt sewed the flowers around the front, that really made my clevage look wonderful. Then I would put on my jewlery, and report to my hubby for inspection. He would always tell me how.