He wanted to be loving to her at the end. Therefore he was shocked when after sliding the chunk of strawberrybetween her lips, he heard;"Cherry."Her f...vorite fruit! How could she not recognize her favorite fruit? Hewas stunned for a moment as her error forced him to change his plans. He thought of a suitable torture for her.Going to the end of the bed, he reached out and grabbed her left footholding it still in a viselike grip. Leaning over he began to lick hertoes. The ticklish woman began to. It’s been 16 years into our marriage and the fun and kinkiness in our bedroom are almost over. My husband is a businessman and on tours, twenty out of thirty days of the month. When he is in town, he comes back home late and tired.Our sex life was screwed. We barely had sex once a month, which isn’t sufficient to calm my libido. I have two kids. An elder boy and a younger girl. Even after all this time, I try maintaining my shape. I control my diet and maintain a decent enough figure. I. .it felt pretty good."Paul looked over at me and a coy little smile appeared on my face as I twirled a piece of my long brown hair between my fingers. He quickly fixed his gaze back on the road. I thought some more about Amos' big black cock and wondered how a cock that big would feel in my pussy. If his tongue was good enough to make me almost cum, I wondered how his cock would feel between my legs. The mere fantasy of it was making me wet again. The craving was making me crazy. So crazy that. Finally, as Trudy once more approached orgasm and once more Della appeared to slack off from her ministrations, Della instead intensified her efforts. Trudy shrieked, loosing off a banshee wail as one of the most intense orgasms of her twenty-something years erupted with her. As her hips bucked and rocked clear liquid was ejected in spurts from her vaginal slit forming a puddle on the plastic bedding between her spread legs. Using her tongue to lick some of Trudy’s ejaculate from her mouth.