"Fortunately she had placed the pillow there so it was easy to put my tongue right at the very bottom of her slit. The taste was unusual, but very int...resting. Very soon I liked the taste quite a bit. I looked at her red insides as my tongue moved along just inside her lips. My nose pressed against that button she told me about and she put her hands on my head holding me there. She moved my head in small movements, keeping my nose on that button. She pressed her hips up into my face so my. " - she replied meakly, but she smiled back at John."- Hey Beki - aren't we all palls here, your huring old Tom's feeling here you girl" - Tom flameboyantly joked at Rebeca to encourage her, and she did laugh back at him."- Please Tom, you are so corny - your lucky your my John's best friend, or you would be the last person I would ever want to even talk to. So apreciate that I do." - she faked beeing mean at Tom, but giving him back a beautyfull honest smile."- I knew you are sensible girl. He was literally a foot long (we measured it at another time) and so thick I could not fit my hand around it. I was mesmerized.Just then, my husband walked in. I had never felt like this before. Here I was on my knees with a young k**'s horse cock in my mouth, my clothes half off, my hair mussed, I could practically smell my self as my wetness increased. On top of that here was my handsome, masculine, alpha husband who basically agreed to be a submissive cuckold.Rahul tensed up and started to. ” She handed me Monica’s bra. “I thought you might also like these,” she added and pressed a pair of moist panties into my hand. “Those are for you. I hope you two stay here again.” With a light kiss on my cheek, Bernadette brushed past me and walked away. My gaze followed her as I stuffed the panties and bra in my pockets, my thoughts taking flight on a cross-country trip to inappropriate destinations. When I walked to the lounge I was self conscious of what seemed, lately, to be my constant.