Whatever lucky girl gets that thing inside her is going to feel her pussy stretched very nicely indeed."Despite blushing furiously at this remark my m...uth made one of my smart assed remarks."I take it you are speaking from experience when you talk of feeling nicely filled? I asked her."Ooh!" Wendy replied, "When our brain here gets his mouth into gear he is sharp isn't he?"My sister and Susan giggled."Now that being naked stops him from being embarrassed and tongue tied you don't want to cross. Called me and said she was out with the guys, so I wished her a great time and to have fun.A few guys surrounded her and chatted her up until one guy was braver than the others. Knowing she was married, he still tried. Flirting got good then he finally told her how much he wanted to lick her pussy. They were in a local bar and watching some fights on tv. They made a bet on the next fight. If he won he could lick her pussy and if she won she could pick something.She lost and as the night carried. "That ought to do it David," she said five minutes later and gave him the e-mail address of the FBI agent who would act on the anonymous accusations in the e-mail.David left his body, connecting with Fisher again. The office he'd used before was occupied, so he found a different empty office, retyped the e-mail and sent it to the e-mail address Nora had given him. He deleted the sent file, and then deleted the deleted files, which could be recovered, he knew, if the FBI made the effort. With a. As she had never done before. This was new and it was wicked in a true sense. She was making love to herself in another's body. Their fingers touched starting ever so gently and then so roughly. As their lips kissed, joining into one lover. Sucking on each other's tongues and lips.Then his lips moved eagerly but slowly down to her small breasts. The ones that everyone rejoiced in as a "mouthful" but she always wondered if they were too small. This mouth knew. They were perfection. And his.