Lexi spent most of her time in the solarium painting or in the library reading, she went for regular long walks and when horse grumbled that he wasn�...t being ridden she started riding in the afternoons, she went at least once a week to Montcliff for either lunch or dinner and attended story time every Tuesday. Lexi knocked on her father’s study door and walked in “can’t you at least try and talk to Tommy? Connor, all he’s been doing for months has been drinking and wenching, not like him at all”. Thrilled, but not surprised. I knew she would say “Yes,” because she’d been hinting about it for weeks. I could hardly believe she was serious at first. After all, she was a wealthy socialite who spent most of her time at the country club. I was a lowly public school teacher who struggled to pay the bills.Kylie and I agreed to sell our house and move in with Melinda right after the wedding. My daughter was excited about the impending nuptials, too. I didn’t see much of her during school hours,. And you are very good at being bad.Oh, gosh! How did he guess my secret fantasy? My husband was nice and considerate and thoughtful, but just once I’d like someone to take charge of me, to be rough with me, to bend me squirming over his lap and spank my bare bottom until it sang. Just thinking about it caused a little jolt in my groin.I sat for a moment reading and rereading, then leaned back on the toilet, spread my lips, and deliberately stroked my moistening hoo-ha until it thrilled. I came. Your back arches up off the bed; you stiffen as your orgasm hits its peak. I release your clit and bury my tongue into your pussy as your orgasm starts to fade. Your body trembles like little bolts of electricity running through your body each time my tongue licks up the juices that are still running from your pussy. I know I should stop to let you catch your breath, but I want to savor your cum and not let any of it get away from me. Finally you can’t stand anymore and push my head away. .