The meal was goodand we sat for a while just talking when my husband asked where do you want to go now, to a bar for a drink,or go home, I replied in ... whisper can we go to ???? and see whats happening,he nodded and off we set. It wasnt to long before we arrived, it was getting dark as we pulled in, there was a few cars around, we parked the car, turned off the lights and sat talking,I was not sure what to expect or what to do, niether was my hubby, when there was a tap on the window, on my. I looked at his cock. I bent down to it, it was so close to my face. I slowly began to put it in my mouth, and as my mouth began to close over it, I could hear him let out a small moan. Hearing him was probably the best thing I’ve ever heard, it made me feel so amazing. I felt a tingling sensation arising, down towards my vagina. I wanted him in me so bad..Quickly, I hopped up and pulled my panties down and off, I could feel the wetness on them. I got up on top of his lap and slowly slide down.. She said it’s not a matter about son or husband. It is about a man and woman. While talking about the goddess I understood that I am having a hard on. This is because the goddess usually stands/sits nude on her husband’s chest and that picture in my mind made me horny. However, I put her leg back on bed and went out to get some cold drinks. (It was due to cover my prick from her). I went to bathroom to masturbate and to get rid of the hard on as well. Next day I saw her going to her room after. I don’t want – him – there.’ She heard the other woman’s exhale. ‘Oh – thank you so much! That would be lovely. When would be a good time for you to meet?’ And so, the following week, she found herself sitting across the small table from a friendly, plump, fifty-something year old woman, whose kind eyes watered when she spoke. ‘I’m a social worker, and I’ve known William for years, ever since he was sent to prison, basically. He was one of the first cases I was assigned there, and certainly.