I really needed some relief after that long week.I enjoyed the feel if my own smooth body as I caressed my sweet cunt. I grabbed my engorged clit and ...ubbed it between my long fingers. I then shoved two of them deep inside and began moving them in and out…Just a couple minutes later I came, crying in tears and sweat.I then closed my eyes and continued there having a nice relax; still with my thighs wide spread open. I dreamed about my hubby’s thick cock fucking me in a wild way; but the bastard. “You could come over all day on Sunday’s if you like. My schedule is free. Now, I must change as I am uncomfortable and hot.” “Would you help me with my zipper?” I unzipped her dress standing in back of her. Lifting her dress, I gasped at her beauty. Her soft tanned shoulders and back exposed to the moonlight coming through the window, her silky black hair cascading down. I noticed her puffy nipples right away as she removed her bra. They appeared to be a bit irritated and swollen. She turned. My parents shared the third, of course. Maybe five kids seems like a lot, but my neighbors had 12, so I don't think we were too bad off.My parents weren't black-hat religious, but they believed, and we were raised to believe with them. Not two months ago, I had been Bar Mitzvahed. That means that, in the eyes of the community, I was a man. In our community, men were men, women were women, and men became men when they had partaken in the Bar Mitzvah. Which made me ... a man.As a man, I was. ’ She lowered her little pussy onto his awaiting mouth. She used the headboard to help support her wait as she buckled from the skill of his tongue. His tongue was hot and practiced. He licked her slowly from back to front, not shrinking from any part of her. He kissed just around her clit, never making full contact, making her squirm to try and regain control and get some satisfaction. He probed his tongue inside her, still never making the crucial connection she needed. But, she remember that.