Then his lips moved to her jaw, roaming over her neck, pulling the blouse she wore away from her skin to capture even more of her skin. He picked her ...p, laying her on his bed as if she were the most fragile of china dolls, his fingers seeming to magical dispense with her blouse and skirt, unhooking the tiny white lace bra she wore and pulling it from her arms, leaving her naked but for the matching panties. He stared at her, at the picture she made with her dark hair and tawny skin against his. He could only see my top half and so didn’t realize I was in a state of undress. Guilt immediately took over his facial features, sorrow. So when I walked around to the other side of the sofa where his head was resting and he saw my trimmed, wet pussy hovering above him, his face transformed into one of complete shock. He made to say something but I moved quickly, planting my juicy slit on to his face, needing his tongue now that I was in this situation. His words turned into an incoherent. ’BLANCA’ AWNSWERED THE DOOR WEARING BROWN SLACKS WITH A WHITE SATIN BLOUSE WITH A SUN MEDALLION HANGING FROM HER NECK..SHE HAD PULLED HER HAIR BACK TO EXPOSE HANGING EARRINGS OF GOLD AND RED STONES OR RUBIES.SHE LOOKED FRESHLY SCRUBBED AND HAD HER IMFAMOUS CIGARETTE IN HER HAND. SHE INVITED ME IN AND I WAS SURPRISED HOW MODERN HER APARTMENT WAS. SHE HAD A NICE SELECTION OF MODERN SOFAS,CHAIRS AND MODERN ART ON THE WALL. IN AN EXPENSIVE CABINET WERE PHOTOGRAPHS OF GRANDc***dREN AND c***dREN. AS. ‘Oh, little Lily were so glad you will be with us. Let me show you were you will be sleeping’ My wife took Lily’s hand and led her up he stairs to the guest room. A few minutes later they still had not come down so I decided to see if everything was alright. When I got to the door of the bedroom I saw it was slightly ajar. I was able to just see the bed through the gap but my eyes were not looking at the bed. My eyes were looking at Lily on top of my wife as they laid on the bed with their lips.