., she must be horny... She slid a finger in her pussy, and in the same time she drank her coffee, "MMMMMMmmmmm....... The coffee is nice, I needed it...." She bend over to me and said, "There is some cookie on your face..." With her hand she acted if she removed some cookie crumbs.. I could smell her finger when she brushed it against my nose... She was enjoying her own private show, here in the middle of the kitchen with everybody sitting around the table.I acted if everything was normal, but I. It was a warm, sunny day; we crossed Waterloo Bridge and dropped down onto the Embankment. There were plenty of sightseers strolling along, watching the river traffic; enjoying the sun. We walked towards Big Ben, stopping short of Westminster Bridge to sit on a bench and unwind.After a chat about our plans for the weekend, we began a leisurely walk back to the hotel. We were hungry and needed to get ready for the evening meal.Our room was en suite, with a bath not a shower. After our tiring. More feverishly than before she bobs her head up and down the shaft of my dick, squeazing and rubbing with her hand. then she pulls down the front of my pants a little more to gain access to my balls. she keeps sucking my cock while fondling my balls in her hand. periodically making eye contact. im getting close. she raises my shaft and licks my balls, i fucking love it and she notices. she keeps sucking faster and harder and i tell her im going to cum. she nods her head in acceptance and i. I know there'll be more flirting, in some instances more overtly than others. That's just where things naturally go with him. He plays the game well and I'm unable to deprive myself of that fun.Today I'm having my hair straightened. I always have second thoughts about it. My round face is to blame. But today my confidence is on a high and I love the final result. At home, my husband compliments me. Away from the kids, he makes a big deal about it, touches it, touches me. He's making the effort.