As I walk in she is sitting on the edge of the bed. She has on a short summer dress. She says you know it is about time we fuck. I think I have never ...eard her talk like that it is a super turn on. I come over in front of her and she starts to lick my nipples. This has always been a great turn on for me and one of the few things that Lynn does. As she is doing that I reach down and slip my hand up her dress and you guessed it no panties. She seems a little wet so I ask her have you been playing. I did mine because I made more money with them. If I had to do it over again I wouldn't. I've even thought about having them removed because they do look fake. They don't feel as if they are fake if you touch them. Would you like to see?”I had been staring at them while we were talking, so it was a legitimate question. “Umm, that's okay. I'm sure they feel like real boobs.” She grabbed my hands placing one on each boob. My eyes widened as her hands guided mine massaging each one.“So, straight. It moved up and down making me wetter with each pass. I could feel the tongue starting to circle my anus and press against my opening I was getting to the point where I needed to cum badly. My husband was asking what was happening so I decided to describe every detail as I masturbated him. Someone outside was now obviously laying on their back between my legs and was busy pleasuring my open pussy and teasing my clit. My husband slightly adjusted the drapes so that he could see what was. Hands grasped, exploring new terrain as his caresses grew more demanding and so did my lust.The warmth of his breath against my soft skin as he was leaving a trail of kisses on my collarbone made my knees feel weak. Inside I trembled, like a ripple on a pond, increasing with every small kiss or touch. Would he notice that my breathing became deeper and that my heart was pounding?He led me to his living area and stopped me in front of his couch. I twisted just enough to allow him a glimpse of my.