Her fingers are sticky with the residue of his lust. She loves the taste of him and she savours the flavour of his sex as the tip of her tongue darts ...ut to taste.Sucking one fingertip at a time she slides her tongue along the full length of her fingers, so as not to miss any of the sticky fluid that coats them. The smell of her man arouses her senses; she can feel the center of her sex heat at the memory of how his essence has ended up covering her body. From the tips of her aching breasts to. Victor smiled, saying he had finished his business trip early; so he had caught the first plane to come back home sooner.Hubby then went downstairs, as I got into the shower... After enjoying a warm relaxing shower, I joined both of them at the kitchen. They were sharing a coffee for breakfast.I walked passed my husband and Benson motioned his finger for me to join him. I stood next to that huge black man, as he put his arm around my waist, while looking defiantly at my cuckold man.Benson. And those baby-blue eyes stayed locked on my face the entire time. If I had not accused her of being a whore, I think I could have bedded her last night. It was not the first time, nor would it be the last, that my big mouth hurt my chances to be with a beautiful woman. And as I looked down at her lovely face, as she bobbed her head on my dick, I decided I had no cause for complaint.She accompanied me to get breakfast with an order-to-go for Cindy. Drinking a cup of coffee, she gave me the. “Come on” I said, moving round and leaning against her table desk “What's up?” She took another swig over wine and proceeded to tell me that she had a call from the pub owners and it was closing down. It didn't really come as a surprise, it was a big place and always pretty empty. It did surprise me how down Jacqui looked. We had all talked about the possibility over the past few months and she had been pretty casual about the idea. Now it was happening it seemed that was all a front, she was.