””Tell me, part of my turn on.”“Perhaps I might lick your nipples and kiss you passionately with my tongue. I am definitely going to oil my co...k and masturbate, slowly and I want you to watch. “What are you going to wear for Vivian?”“A surprise for both of you, not much though.”When Vivian arrives I am wearing heels, a designer jacket that barely covers my ass and cunt lips with just one button fastened to highlight my cleavage and nothing else apart from some expensive perfume. We kiss. Fuelled up and vodka, beautiful summer’s night, and the fact hubby hadn’t shagged me that night made me feel very randy. As his arms grasped my waist he leaned forward and our lips locked, my arm drifted across his shoulders as we snogged away. I could feel my pussy throbbing as this guy snogged me furiously, then his hands moved down and onto my bum, feeling my cheeks as his mouth went onto my neck, my hands on the back of his head, God I was gagging for it. I moved my hand onto the front of. But I still harbored a core belief, or maybe just a fantasy, that she was probably enough of a man for me, even when she’d worn those Versace gowns on the Golden Globes. She was waiting. I felt her right on the other side of the thick door, even though she waited two minutes after I knocked before she opened it. Inside, I was crazy-grinning, but I managed a cool expression as I attempted a humble nod and held the flowers out to her. ‘Hi. How are you?’ I heard myself speak and was immediately. He pressed himself against her again, and she could feel more of his hardness this time. The shape and length of him. He pressed into her ass and she felt the fabric of his pants brush against her pussy lips. She knew in an instant that she had soaked him.Goosebumps rose over her skin as she heard his belt unbuckle. Then she heard his pants drop, and felt his cock brush against her. Then there was a pause.She turned back to look at him, but he caught her and pressed her face forward with a.