She repositioned herself so I had better access to her. As she did she spread her legs wider and her used cunt opened to expose the pinkness. Just t...en the load of cum I had just dumped in her bean to leak out. It started as a creamy white droplet that turned into mass of pearly stickiness that was hanging from her labia. She swayed her ass invitingly and as she did the cum drop stuck to her inner thigh.I moved in and scooped up the mess with three fingers. I reinserted in into her and. She then starts whispering something into my wife's ear that I am not privy to. They both giggle and then my wife bends down and engulfs my cock in her mouth. Christine now uses her hand to push the back of my wife's head up and down on my cock. Leaning toward me she splits her lips to kiss me and when I kiss back she slides her tongue into my mouth. Larisa looks up and says: "hey no kissing, but you can suck him off if you want." I'm not sure how that makes any sense, but to Larisa it does and. She fears for her man, her husband. She did not know of the crime that he has done, she only wishes to protect him, and she feels she should not say this for that reason. It makes deep conflict in her. I hear again her voice, the words she says, I see in my mind her movements and how she holds herself, and I am sure.Again I rise in night, and go to other room, living room. There I go over again and again in my mind. Yes, I am sure, I know this to be so; I should have known this then, I should. You gently pull on my head, letting me know you want me to stand up. I stand before you and you grab the hem of my chemise, lifting it off and over my head. My breasts are flushed with excitement and my rosy brown nipples are achingly hard. You reach out and hold them, feeling their weight in your hands. Your thumbs flick over the nipples. I moan low in my throat as my back arches, pushing my breasts farther into your hands. You press them together and your tongue finds the sensitive valley.