The more she moaned, the more excited I got. The more I wanted to press forward to provide her the ultimate pleasure.I now focused on her outer pussy ...ips, sliding the meaty flesh between my thumb and forefinger. With my actions slow and confident, I could feel her lips becoming full and engorged and the blood flowed into this sensitive area. No lube was needed as her own bodily fluids were more than enough to allow my fingers to slide frictionless against this meaty flesh. As I continued to. The room is dim with only the flickering light of the TV on.She smiles at me as I come around the corner.Her silhouette glows in the light of the TV.Her toned legs are covered by a blanket.Her nipples lightly poke from her large breasts and distort the image on the front of her t-shirt in such a way that I can tell she is not wearing a bra.I catch a faint scent of her perfume.Usually that alone would drive me wild, but not tonight.My wife is gorgeous.I am always catching other men, and women,. “Have you ever given a lap dance before?”I shook my head. “What's that?”“Something every girl as hot as you should know,” he grinned, his teeth so white between his dark lips.“I should,” I gasped. “Oh, no. You need to teach me. If it is something I need to know.” A flutter of panic washed through me. Why didn't Frank every tell me that I needed to know how to give a lap dance? “What do I need to do?”“First, you need to turn around and press that fine, White ass right on my cock.”“Okay,” I. Susan answered the door wearing a tight black top and a black short skirt over her black nylon clad luscious long legs. As we sat in the living room I was mesmerized by her and she knew I would be putty in her hands. After a short discussion about the falling out she looked at me and said,"You like me dressed like this don't you?" I smiled and nodded in agreement. I was being sucked in and didn't know it. Then, as she began to rub her hands up and down her legs, she said,"Is this turning you.