" Ain't that just like a man. Trying to blame a poor little girl like me when you been bad. One more shame shame on you." You trying to tell me I can'... win here?" You got it sport."I joined the gang at the tables and Candy brought me a beer. The evenings topics were football and politics again and we were discussing the latest bone-headed maneuver our illustrious governor had pulled when Leslie pulled me off my chair to dance with her. As we danced she said:"I talked to Marge today." Oh?" I. So if you love me,you'll do what I ask. Now put your legs together and move a littleforward on the chair with your shoulders back. You're slouching and it'snot very feminine." For some reason, I did what she asked and sat up straight which made myfake tits push out of the dress and by putting my legs together I feltcompletely different like I was becoming a different person. I feltmyself stir under my nylons and realized I was enjoying all the newsensations."After lunch, I think we will work on. So now the only questions were, when do I text her and where would we meet? I had never gotten involved with a married woman before, so this was a slightly more uncomfortable ground than usual, but for some reason, it only added to my excitement. A few hours later, it was getting near lunchtime so I figured it was as good of time as any to text Silvia. I didn't want to overthink anything, so I simply texted "You looked hot today -Steven". Within less than five minutes I got a text back that. Her soft pink muscle lapping like a kitten to get every drop and dribble. Only then do your guide her lips to your clit, to suck it. Telling her to give you head like she did your husband earlier. He'll fuck her harder now. Increasing his pace until he is pounding her young cunt. Holding her hips and slamming in. His thumb rubbing over her dark star, teasing it, pressing but not entering. Asking you if you enjoy eating her wet cunt. Do you lick her tight asshole? Smiling as he knows you do..