The longer this went on, the less responsive she became - until I had to ask, or even beg her for sex. Eventually even that wasn't enough, and I'd be ...ucky to fuck her once a week.Naturally, I was worried - confused. I chalked it down to her settling down... she certainly wasn't any less loving. She was even perkier than before, and seemed to have a spring in her step! The situation went on for over four months before I finally figured out what was going on.As I have alluded to, my job caused. While this was going on Lynsi took her clothes and pulled out my cock and starting sucking on it with long deep strokes, shit I almost shot my load right then, but every time I thought I was going to cum, Lynsi would squeeze my balls so tight it would almost kill me, dam it hurt and felt great at the same time, now that was a blow job.Diane reached down and pulled her panties to one side so I could slide my tongue into her soaking yet pussy, and riding my face harder and harder, then she let. ” John raised his head from the steering wheel and looked over at her. She had a slightly mischievous smile on her face. “What do you mean by that?” he asked. “Well, I used to love to play in the rain when I was younger. I still do sometimes.” She smiled even wider and gazed out the window. “As a matter if fact, I think it’d be fun right now.” She opened the door to the car and ran out in the rain and began to twirl around in it. John watched as she ran out. I lay down, grabbed her legs and put my head between them. She pulled her two fingers out of her pussy and I licked them before I let her have them. I took my tongue and moved it around her lips. I replaced her two fingers with mine. Moving them slowly inside her. She let out a deep moan as my tongue moved to her clit. I knew that she was close and I couldn’t wait to taste her explosion. My tongue moved faster on her clit as I quickened the pace of my fingers inside her. Her hands grabbed my.