Your fingers are massaging my clit and you start to massage my pussy and it feels so good, I whimper and moan. You then start to fuck me with your ton...ue, I moan and really cant handle it. I am gyrating on your face. I tell you I am going to squirt and you can't stand it as you have waited a year to see this. I just do it and you are amazed and then you lap it all up. I have told you for a year that I do this and now you are experiencing it live.You finally are seeing how wet I become and you. I imagined about the size and thickness that would make me mad with joy. I imagined climbing on top of him and riding his cock, hammering away to my pleasure. I took a cold water bath in the middle of the night, as I was not able to overcome this lust. I had never thought about any male like this in my life.The next day, I took great care in cleaning my body. I wore the best saree I had. I applied shimmer and wore lots of bangles. I looked at myself in the mirror and gave a cute smile. I went. That morning, I had done my 3rd nude day morning breakfast before putting on my jacket, for the call just as David had dared me to do and then to do ‘nude day attire’ from 11am and again at 2 pm for an hour each time irrespective who was around and our upper rooms were out of bounds.So that day deliberately leaving my jacket in the kitchen and taking my coffee I went into the study room and worked there till midday. My heart rate rose when I heard my boys come downstairs to have their. At lunch we'll both go to our cars and watch each other...." the words trailed off her tongue. "Enjoy ourselves". She let it sink in. I stupidly nodded. My pregnant nympho wife had become an actual nympho."We haven't fucked, baby" she said. "I haven't even touched his dick....well through his pants maybe indirectly but not with my mouth or anything."I looked down a bit embarrassed that I was unable to quench her thirst and uncertain how to proceed."But," she paused again. "I really want to fuck.