She got down on her knees and began to barely rub the length of her slit along my tongue. She was dripping - completely soaked - and she moaned each t...me she slid the length of her slit along my tongue. My taste buds were in overdrive. I could hear her breathing heavy now as she came down hard on my face and began to slide up and down, back and forth, always in time with the music. I was fucking her with my tongue, or she was fucking my face, depending on your point of view.I couldn't resist. She, instead, turned to Annie. "You know, he is going to find out. If you won't tell him, you know I will. Probably, it isn't anything he hasn't already figured out."Annie looked at me with pleading in her eyes. "Don't make me tell you, please?" You know you don't really have to do anything you don't want to. Remember your safewords? They apply here, too. But, if Marie is right, not only will you win a few integrity points for full disclosure, but also you will not be telling me anything new.. We left the waiter a nice tip and drove up to the local Boy Scout reservation so that we could walk to my favourite scenic point. It was about a 15 minute walk to the highest point from the parking lot, nothing intense, just a nice relaxing hike with a slight grade.As we were still doing well on time we decided to take a slightly longer route through a deeper part of the forest by a bubbling brook that ran down into a pond. It was the kind of secluded place that you’d expect to find Bambi and. My wife loves sex stories and she's okay talking about fantasies that neither of us intend to carry out....within reason. She had always been very insistent that she did not want to have sex with others. While some of the stories touched on other guys watching or other couples watching, I had only introduced stories that involved the women touching or kissing as the guys fucked the women. One time I described a scene where she was under the other woman while her man was fucking her from behind..