I tell you that I’m the tradesperson here and I have to do proper prep work. You say, well okay then, I guess you know what you’re doing.After ton...uing your asshole, I move my efforts further forward and start running my tongue in long strokes up through the lips of your vagina, up and down, up and down. Your pussy juices are really starting to flow. I find your clit with my tongue and start moving it in a rhythmic figure eight gradually getting faster and rougher as my fingers massage the. There are no planes rumbling overhead straight out of London Heathrow, and no traffic on the road outside. I’ve still got a job, I’m working from home and instead of standing on the station platform I’m here in bed naked with an iron bar of a morning woody sticking out between my legs. I reach down and run my fingertip slowly up my straining shaft and across the base ridge of my penis head. I believe its called the “corona ridge”: ironic. I think of masturbating, but there’s better still to. He frequently wondered what it would be like to push his thick cock inside her nice tight pussy.The scenarios he placed himself in with Lydia were becoming more and more elaborate of late and the though of fucking Lydia whether she liked it or not always caused him to shoot the most intense of orgasms. Soon it felt like the fantasy was consuming his every day thoughts, he never thought he would actually get the chance to carry out his most intimate of desires until that is Lydia's husband did. She gasps and sucks, and then presses him away for a few seconds so she can breathe before pulling him back fully into her mouth. She caresses his balls and taint as she does this.Meanwhile, Donald is licking away up and down her slit. Spending equal time up her vag as flitting across her clit. Both are moaning low in their throats as they do this. There is almost an animal scent coming from them now. The smell of pure and passionate sex.Emma can taste Donald’s precum and he knows he is.