"But if you just have to get a tattoo here," he kissed her mons again, "then make it an oyster." Why?" she asked, sounding confused."Because I love ea...ing them," he said, and dove in again to slurp at her pussy lips some more while she squealed and bucked under him. He got her close and moved up to work on her breasts with his lips, while he fingerfucked her through two more orgasms. By then she was gasping and dizzy and he had to stop to let her catch her breath again.Then he taught her how to. . ‘You gotta bring your husband to the seminars we’ve been going to. They are telling him all the things I’ve wanted him to know for years...and he’s listening! I can’t believe the changes it’s made in our marriage!’ So I had to know what was going on with that. We went out for coffee and after I got over the shock of my friend swinging, I decided to go one Saturday... and the next week I damn sure brought my husband!”What amazed me was the seminars were eight hours long! And when it was over,. ‘For Priest Kings’ sakes Shaheen! Do you have to be so stubborn, or can you, just for once in your life, listen instead of being such a thick-headed pain?’ That was the sound of a not-very-happy woman, resonating very clearly across the camp. The entire of the activity of the camp seemed to come to a screeching halt when the yell came out of the tent. It was obvious that she was upset. She was more concerned than upset, but it came across as either way when she yelled. Thus, their first. Then he took the upper lip. He is taking them alternatively. Then he started to increase the pressure with which he is kissing the lips. Slowly he made her hands free and removed the sari. The he laid her properly and got on top of her. Then he again back to his kissing business. He is not in a hurry. He taking his own time and enjoying her lips to the fullest extent. His chest was crushing her boobs. Her hands were still. His hands took her waist and started to move hands on it. I was watching.