As she spoke, her soft voice managed to both soothe and madden him, trying his ability to remain faithful to the present while his testosterone scream...d for merciful release in the paradise she portrayed. As he listened breathlessly, she began to describe how she would work up his legs, starting at his ankles, moving up his calves. Deliberately pausing at his thighs to let the need and the desire build within him. Then, with great care, she undoes the top button of the pants. He flinched. Her hips were moving in a rhythm now as she got more and more aroused. Her sigh became a moan as her hands grabbed the back of my head. I continued to suck on her clit, occasionally teasing the pea-like hardness between my teeth. Her moans got louder and then she tensed momentarily before releasing her orgasm with a shudder, her love juice running into my mouth as well as down my chin.Our voyeur got the girl to kneel down on hands and knees in front of me with her knees apart. With her. We agreed not to sign any formal paperwork until the divorce was final, but the first day of my return to single status was the day I was set for life.I would never have to work another day if I didn't want to and considering how I felt about things those days, it was probably just as well. I quit my job and went back to my apartment-condo for some contemplation on my future. I was pretty sure I was going to leave the province and I had a sense that I wanted to be in the west. Two months later,. When he wasn't traveling he was usually home early enough for dinner and for spending time with the boys, and later with me.Our sex was good and I enjoyed it a lot. We still had sex two or three times a week. Harry had never just fucked me — he used to make love to me slowly and gently, always giving me at least two orgasms before entering me, and then two more while he slowly fucked me. He loved eating my pussy just as I loved sucking him off. We sometimes did some role playing but never had.