We madly love with each other. One day she told her husband is going for US for some training for a month period of time. I was very happy to hear thi.... Her husband left in 1 week. That weekend she asked me to come her home.I went there around 12 pm on Saturday. She welcomed me with a big hug. She was wearing pink shirt and black skirt. She looks really hot in that then we had lunch prepared by her and went to movie and had candle light dinner and reached her home at 10 pm.We switched on the TV. They just kept poking at me and torturingme. Of course, I tried to move to be even slightly more comfortable andthat just made them worse. That pissy taste in my mouth for hours wasawful. It's not like I could swallow it and it would be gone. Itjust stayed there. But my pussy was so wet that there was a puddle on thefloor from my juices. I was so hot and turned on, I could hardly standit. My mind bounced between the awful pain and taste, and wantingsomething to fuck my pussy so badly. I. My big nipples were very erect with arousal and plainly visible, even through my thin bra and blouse.“I can see that you’re looking at me.” I said leaning towards him, giving him a deeper look into my cleavage. “It’s okay, I don’t mind you looking. I kinda like it. If you want... I can stay here with you while you finish. Would you like that?” I asked, knowing exactly what I was suggesting.He surged, and then nodded weakly, even though he seemed unsure.“Okay. If that’ll help, of course I will.”. “Put it in me.” She decreed breathlessly, her own lust obviously matching mine as she did her best to wiggle out of her tight little shorts before wrapping her legs around my thighs. Normally, I’m a pretty sensitive guy. I know the ladies enjoy a little foreplay and I only buy the ‘ribbed for her pleasure’ brand of Trojans. That all went out the window as I felt her hips sliding against me, her latex covered breast pressing against my broad chest, her heart pounding against mine as the mouth.