And great legs-I hope she spoke english. She said "how are u feeling Mr. S*********?" A lovely voice and to me an accent. Wow! I said Ok, little...pain. She checked my blood pressure, temp and pulse Ox. Everything was good-we chatted a bit-she seemed a bit flirty,probably just being friendly I thought. She sat down and asked me about my business and we talked for quite a while, she said it was slow tonite on the floor. I really liked her and I thought something was happening between us, but. I met my second wife (Jen) when I was 40 and she was 33 and we married two years later. She is the double of British female actress Sheridan Smith in looks and body type. It wasn't until we had been married a couple of years that she started telling me about her past sexual experiences from her teen age years and onward. She would then question me on my experiences and fantasies and we both finally admitted to each other that the thought of each others past experiences turned each of us on so. “You fucking bastard,” she said, when she managed to raise herself up,”I’ll get you for that,” and she literally hauled him up on the bed by his shoulders and positioned him so that she could take his dick into her mouth. She was so carried away he was afraid she might bite it off but she was actually gentle sucking it as if it was a ripe banana, and tantalizing his balls with her fingers.When Ray felt his scrotum on the boil and knew he was about to cum he warned her but she kept it in her. Her lips were so wet on my neck, sucking and nibbling. Our nipples caressed as she writhed on me, more delight added to the pleasure brewing in my depths.“Jathibiyya,” I groaned. “Oh, I wish my Angela was here to see this.”She licked up to my neck. “You'll just have to practice on her and share it with her.”“I will,” I groaned.“You love her.”“So much,” I gasped. “Even if she has the pesky need to fuck men every so often.”Jathibiyya laughed before her lips sucked at my neck. I would have a.