I stopped to pull of my pants and admire her breasts glistening with my saliva.Now it was her turn. I stood up and pressed the tip of my cock against ...er closed lips. I rubbed my member around her lips like lipstick leaving a glistening trail of precum on them. I pressed forward a little and her lips parted almost as if by instinct. I entered her warm mouth and she, still sleeping wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and began gently sucking it like she would her thumb. If she only knew. I can't remember."She tilted her head back and chuckled before leaning back and crossing herarms beneath her breasts. I could tell that she wore no bra beneath thesmooth white silk of her blouse."I'm being cruel, my dear" she said."There's no way you should recognize me. It's been four years since we lastmet, and I didn't look the least bit like this."I looked more closely. What did she mean? Had she been overweight? Glassesand bad skin, or something?Another face seemed to swim fleetingly into. Hubby rummaged for a few seconds then pulled out a small black lace, bra less basque that would expose my tits to my lovers. The basque had four garter straps and the last time I wore this, I remember my tits sat proudly exposed and my waist looked tiny. Hubby handed me a pair of fishnet seamed stockings, a smart move as they wouldn't ladder which was considerate, considering how much cock I was hoping to endure. Placing the articles on the bed I turned to hubby, moving my lips to his mouth.. Leroy was magnificent. He was wounded when he stepped in to take a bullet meant for me. Even after he had been shot, he took charge of the work there like a natural leader.”It was clear from the way that Ed talked about Leroy, that he really was proud of the way his husband had handled himself. She asked, “You love him a lot, don’t you?”“Yeah, I do. I liked him from the first day I saw him in the pool. He has a real honesty that I find refreshing.” Actually, the fact that Leroy was willing to.