"Thanks Debz, I appreciate this". "Oh that's OK, I'm sure we can find some way for you to thank me" she giggled.We chatted about what she had been up...to and how I got caught out in the rain as we drove up our steep long road. Instead of driving past her place to mine (I live one house further along) she pulled into her place and drove into the garage. "Come in and I'll help you dry out" she offered. Hmmm, this sounds promising I thought as I got out of the car.From the garage into the hall. ..... Hey hon you listening? …………….Coming to my senses I realized my wife was speaking to me. What?.......So is that ok with you?......... Sure I replied as I drifted in and out of a drunken stupor. Come on……Honey wake up……..come on we are going to bed now. ……..You coming with us? Somehow managing to get up over the stairs and into my bedroom I stripped naked and fell onto the bed. Dull voices in the back round kept me from falling into a deep sleep as the bed moved with a rough motion and. Then I did what any guy would do and began making her cheeks jiggle right in my face. It was only a matter of time before I lost control and dove face first into Shaqueena's thick oily buns to her surprise began lapping at her clit from behind on her back. She had soft warm good wet pussy and began moaning and grinding all over my nose and chin. I was super ready to see what it was gonna feel like on my big dick, so with her legs parted from eating her coochie, I easily slip my hard curved. The wetness, the heat and the softness are indescribable. It can feel her smooth liquid spreading over my face. My arms shot up, grabbing her breasts and I hugged them while she rode me.My cock was treated after all the rules of fellatio, but I didn't see anything. For a second while the girl on my face had to change position, I barely got a glimpse towards my crotch. But I only saw a Niqab going up and down in a delicious rhythm, before I again got the wettest pussy I've ever had, in my.