. Waiting for my reaction to his finger he starts to ask me why I wore this tight pair or sweat pants in his place if I did not want some Dick to Suck...on. I am told he will not hurt me and while I am his guest neither will any one else. I am pulled towards him with his hand on my ass. As my Ass clears the stool I feel his hand go down the back of my sweat pants.. Cupping my Ass with his Big Hand I am pulled towards the front door. The guys playing pool look while nodding their heads up and. I began to laugh. I thanked her for her honesty and told her that although I should be pissed, that I wasn’t. I was seriously glad that we had a relationship that she could trust me enough to tell me. The next couple of days, I couldn’t keep my mind off of what happened. It actually excited me somewhat. The thought of my wife sucking someone else. I know he was a teen, but I wasn’t about to condemn her or make anything of it. As far as I was concerned, it stayed at the farm. During those 2. I am scared to ask... Me: ask anything I will try to give you a true answer Anne: no.. I guess I have to explain Me: whats the matter? Anne: its just weird... ok? Me: ? Anne: so I talked to my husband last night, like we said we would Me: ok... Anne: he was in a strange mood, and he actually started the conversation about sex Me: huh... is he related to my wife? Anne: what? Me: please don't let me interrupt... you just described how my wife approached me last night Anne: no more weirdness! . It stretches her so nicely. She has never had anything like this. She wants more. She feel Carl's hands squeeze her hips and she gets excited because she has never had a man do that, not even her ex-husband. She know he wants to just slam his cock in her and she waits for it but it never comes. Instead she feels him suck a nipple his mouth and start sucking on it. Surprised by this, she moans in pleasure. She has her head back enjoying the pleasure she is receiving. Finally she stops bobbing up.