As a woman, it is something we all grew up doing in the privacy of ourselves or with our husbands, but never in the view of other men.Strangers having...even a glimpse of something considered sacred to a woman's soul, would indeed be rare, to be in possession of such imagery, would be sanctimony to our very being, tantamount to surrender and shame.Now we are liberated. The internet is awash with videos of wives and daughters, females falling from grace, from upon the pedestals where we once. You were in your tight jeans, white blouse, understated but elegant. I noticed your wedding band. Your rings, your clothing, classy. I became self-conscious, my face, my look, my body. I flexed almost involuntarily, and then looked up. Now your eyes were in a magazine, but you felt mine all over you…your curves, full breasts, big ass. I liked your nose, your cheekbones clean hair. I waited, you would not look up. I sent you a message, telepathic, unable to block it…’Baby would I like to fuck. I rolled her off me, knelt beside the sofa, an lifted one of her legs. Her bathrobe parted, exposing the matted hair and swollen lips of her sex. I bent down and kissed it, tasting Astroglide, excitement, and latex."Vinnie!" she protested, "I- Oh- Oh..." Her fingers slid into my hair and her hips shuddered as my tongue drummed against her clit.I hopped back onto the sofa and wrapped my arms around her. After a moment, Nadia relaxed into my grasp, and we lay there quietly for a moment."That was. She sucked on my ball sack, lifted my legs and rimmed my asshole before gently pushing two fingers into my ass while she returned to sucking me off. I was in heaven, this girl knew exactly what she was doing, and did it with expertise beyond her years. again and again she stopped when my orgasm was about to errupt, denying my release it was then on one of these pauses she stood up. “do you like my ass?” she turned away so i could get a view of her perfect bottom “In my opinion its perfect” i.