I said I would gladly do it if she wanted a threesome. “No, I want you to fuck him and make him think I have no idea. Like he was cheating. Do all t...e dirty stuff I don’t like, and then bring his cum to me in your cunt so I can taste it.” I nodded and said I wouldn’t mind. “Honey, I am not going to use it against him. I just want him to feel another pussy on his dick. He is a great husband, and I want him to enjoy you.” I accepted and we worked out a plan.I showed up to their house and rang the. He pulled out his fingers and pushed them into my mouth, making me to taste my own juices.He dropped to his knees in front of me and ran just the tip of his tongue up my wet slit. I whimpered and tried to press myself more firmly against his mouth. He used his thumbs to spread my pussy lips apart and thrust his tongue deep inside me.I moaned in lust, as he plunged his tongue into me over and over.As he nibbled my clit with his tongue, his hands reached out and pressed the butt plug, shoving it. His hands slide under her maid's uniform and startedplay with her bare breasts. She felt disgusted as his hands weretouching the naked soft skin of her breasts. Complete disgustoverwhelmed her as she felt his hands on her bear nipple pinching thembetween his fingers. He whispered in her ear, "Those dishes can wait;am so horny now. Let's go to the bedroom, I need a blowjob from younow."He took her hand and led her into his bedroom and she knelt on thefloor. She saw him pull his pants down as he. Often awkward, sometimes hilarious, but there's always that moment when you start to enter a woman that seems momentous. But all those other first times didn't compare to what happened with Anna. Ok, I'm going to use a really weird analogy here, and I hope it makes some sense. People describe where they were when they learned Kennedy was shot, or when the Space Shuttle blew up, or whatever. There's this feeling of helplessness and the inevitability of history being made in front of your eyes..