I looked across the bar for some napkins and came to see my husband scanning the bar for me, my client had fucked off in time as my husband espied me ...nd started to approach, all I could do was pull my short hemline over my exposed thigh and let my dress absorb the semen.I ignored both men as they took up their positions at the end of the bar. I was still trying to compose myself for the slight impulsive indiscretion I had just committed and at the same time fall into role as planned, readying. She wasn't drinking at all. I was and I decided to ask the question.I said " you seem to like females more than you like guys,from what you have told me.She said without hesitation " well back in Italy I have sex with both but Italian men more mature. Women here so uptight about that."I said "yeah most are but I also have sex with both."I saw her beautiful dark eyes sparkle and her smile became so seductive. She said " so you have sex with me now?"Wow. I moved close to her kissing her softly. “Fathers are best,” Tracy said with a knowing grin.“You and your dad?” Mary asked, surprised. “We don’t fuck yet because he is too big. But her sure eats pussy good. He says I give great head.”Mary’s eyes got wider. “How long?”“Oh just since I was six. Next year we fuck. I want to feel his cum in me. Gloria is eleven and she says she loves to feel her dad cum inside her.”“Gloria Sandoval?” Mary asked, not certain whether to believe Tracy or not.“That’s what Danny says. Ask him.”“She lets me eat. Even after you have sex with your husband, you can't stop thinking about it. You're insatiable and as you lay in bed at night, your mind plays the scenario over and over. You still feel the soft hands of those men moving over your body, squeezing your breasts and nipples, their tongues in your mouth and between your legs. Try as you might to sleep, you can't.You get up and wander around your apartment in the dark, the orange glow of the streetlights slicing through the living room window. You.