Oh really I said...then I took the fob out and laid it next to my plate. She could see it but not reach it. I asked is your pussy nice and wet ? She s...id you know it is. I said wet enough to have sex? She said wet enought to have HAD sex. Then she giggled...wine gets to her very quickly. We ate a very nice meal , had an after dinner drink , then as we got ready to leave she said she needed to use the ladies room. I helped her up and held her arm as we walked down the hall to the rest rooms. I. While serving the customary drink, he hung his hand touching my leg. While I smiled without looking at him as if I did not notice what he was doing, he ventured to creep his fingers just above my knee. At this time, I purposely made a soft moan just for him to hear. This obviously emboldened him and his hand was now caressing my thigh under the skirt. I intentionally bent forward on the pretext of collecting the plate and glass. I was giving him the pleasure by allowing my bosom to brush on his. Anyway, it's perfect for me. I love feeling it slide into my mouth; the ridge of the head is just right for me to stroke around with my tongue. I sucked on him a while, pinching his nipples. After a few minutes he pushed me off him and rolled me onto my back.Ted says his favorite part of sex is going down on me. I'm all for that! It's pretty special for me, too. I spread my legs and pulled them up to mash my tits together. I felt all my goodies open up for his mouth and fingers. He licked,. I rubbed her soles and each little toe, separately, then moved up her ankles and calves. Getting more lotion, I caressed the backs of her knees. That delicious fold I often watched as women walked away.I was becoming quite warm in the summer sun. More lotion, and I massaged her thighs. So firm, and yet, so full and soft and meaty. Fleshy. God, it was getting hot. Squeezing out more lotion I moved to her buttocks. My thumbs were moving rather close to her vaginal and anal areas. I noticed her.