” Maggie was on her back waiting for me to climb on. But instead, I wanted to suck her vibrant pussy again, as I loved the taste of her nectar. So I...moved myself down and between her legs. Once between them I put my arms under and around her legs to draw her in closer. Maggie’s legs were now over my shoulders, her ankles sitting on my back.I lowered my mouth placing it over her pussy, sucking as hard as I could. Maggie began moaning even louder than before. So, I flick her clit with my tongue.. "The conversation grew in scope and soon I had a picture of the "lover" who was close to half her age and in her words,"He is hung like a horse!"My previous picture of her sedately spreading her legs in ladylike fashion in dutiful obedience to her doting husband was replaced by a picture of her face down on the bed or the carpet taking this young lad's cock in from behind in a most unladylike manner.She eventually disclosed the fact that she was becoming concerned because her young lover had of. I had put creamer and sugar packets on the table while the coffee dripped. I put her full mug on the table and sat down with mine. I drank mine. She doctored hers pretty thoroughly with creamer and two sugars. She made a face as she drank it. I knew it was strong. That was the way I liked my coffee, hot and strong.I said, “What’s your name?”“Alice. Alice Wi-Wilcox. The way she stumbled over her last name. I doubted that it was real. She seemed unused to that last name.“Okay, Alice. Let’s get. Sharon is holding him and stroking his back. She likes the feel of his face against her breasts and her nipples respond, pushing into his cheek."Paul," she says, hesitantly, "how did it feel, for you?" She holds his face tightly against her taut nipple as she awaits his answers. Several minutes pass before he speaks."Heavenly, Sharon," he finally whispers. "No wonder it's the original sin and the ultimate temptation," he laughs nervously. "When I... um... I mean, when we... it was so... all.