Then she introduced him to me as Jeremy, an old coworker.He seemed to be a really nice guy. We had a few more drinks and pretty soon I had to go to th... bathroom. When I got back they were still talking very close… Jeremy’s hand was on my wife’s leg…Soon was the Jeremy’s turn to use the bathroom and while he was gone I asked my sweet wife if this was the same black man she had told me about some time ago. He was the one that fucked her real good some times when they were working together at a. So I’m going to try to make you come again, but I’m going to take my time. I want you to just lie there and think about how good my mouth feels.”“But can’t I lick you?” he asked anxiously, “Even a little bit?”“Not yet, sweetie; I’m going to sixty-nine you and play with your cock. I want you to just enjoy the feel of my ass on your face and think about how good my pussy will taste.”She climbed up over his frame to sixty-nine him and slid gently into position. Her thighs framed his face, her. I find myself doing it every chance I can, loving how it makes me feel. It makes me feel naughty, sexy, turned on, satisfied, and each time, giving me that fantastic high. When I do see Nicolas, I allow him to do more than just kissing; to touch me more. He doesn’t complain a single bit. We focus on doing a lot of that and a lot less of everything else. I still don’t tell him what I’ve been up to. I love the way he makes me feel. Friday afternoon comes and Sadie is excited to go to the shop.. "My hands grazed up and down her legs and spread apart her lips, showing off her pink, glistening pussy. "Say it. Say, 'I am sexy'."I looked up at her and she shook her head."Say it." I continued stroking her inner thighs.With a timid voice, she whispered, "I am sexy." The corners of her mouth upturned in a tiny smile. With those words, I settled between her legs, my eyes raking over her most private of places. She kept only a small tuft of hair on her mound, with the rest shaved bare. Her lips.