Meeting for coffee after chatting for weeks about all kinds of sexual things makes for a very interesting conversation. I had already had extremely vi...id discussions with her about how much I wanted to taste her pussy, lick, suck and bury my face in her pussy, and how I wanted to do all this while she is standing, sitting, lying down, on all fours, and more. So when we sat down and she asked, "still hungry?" I knew exactly what she meant. "More than ever," I replied.She was married, but her. Depends on how much you want to spend.’ He had a damp meter in his hand which he slapped against the wall the red light flickered briefly and went out. ‘Is good. No damp in walls. I have been upstairs but not checked thoroughly yet.’ He had a morose expression as he spoke. I think he possibly thought it wasn’t worth even trying. I however looked at the house from a different aspect. Tenuous it may be but I had a familial attachment to this house. ‘Right. Start on a thorough inspection. If you. She was trying to detach my finger from her clit like a fish does with a hook. I had all I could do to lean over her belly and keep my finger attached to her love button. Thankfully Cindi’s mother held her shoulders down for me. The puddle of cream got much bigger.After I had given Cindi her third orgasm she begged me to stop, saying that she just couldn’t take another one. I believed her too. She was completely exhausted. Then after she had fully recovered this sweet girl that I had been. Even with late nights my insatiable sex drive is still running hot! Her libido however has taken a hit from all the running around and extra hours she has worked. I had made numerous advances to get her between the sheets, thrown down on the living room sofa or bent over the kitchen counter for the last week to no avail. She had resisted all the advances saying she was "just too worn out" or tired from the long days. To which I told her she had not begun to be worn out! She giggled and smiled.