I gasped as I realized I must have woke Emily, but she was at least helping me out... maybe she was still worked up from getting fucked by Scott earli...r. I reached behind me and grabbed the top of the couch with my hands, as my legs spread wide for her tongue to fully explore my pussy. I couldn't hear myself, but I said "you're tongue feels so fucking good inside of me" as she played with my right breast and pushed a finger in me. She stopped lickng me as she worked my pussy over with one. We only got til ten before they kick us out.”A poster for Lustful Temptations: Wife Fucker IV lay nestled in a glass display case surrounded by flickering neon lights. Following Herbert’s lead, they stepped through the double doors to the great unknown“Five dollars to enter. Extra three for balcony seating.”If Vixen thought Herbert was old, the ticket master was geriatric. Propped up on a cushioned stool, he sat behind a tacky chrome booth reading a faded yellow newspaper. He barely moved.. Don't worry, Mum, I'll get my own back, there are some really striking patterns which I'm sure won't sell, and I'll get one in the January Sales and save it for next Christmas. Jen, dear, do you remember that pink and brown fluffy roll-necked one? Wouldn't it suit your brother better? Shall I return this one on Friday and exchange it?" Oh, Mum, that would be really cruel!"I grovelled and apologised for trying to tease Mum; I too had seen the pullover she was referring to, and I had been sure it. Drop-dead gorgeous woman, checking me out ... shit, what wouldn't there be to like about that? After all, the woman was getting herself an eyeful of one hell of a handsome, athletic black gentleman ... complete with a fresh fade, high and tight, a devilishly debonair goatee, and a dazzlingly white smile. Oh, and I did I mention the gentleman – yes, that'd be me – was wearing nothing less than a fourteen thousand dollar custom suit – charcoal gray and perfectly tailored, with diamond cufflinks.