Her hips swung back and forth; then she would gyrate them against my front. While doing all that, she was singing something that consisted entirely of...doo and tah-doo, It sounded like whatever Simon and Garfunkel did in “Mrs. Robinson.” Then it became dee and tah-dee repeated several times.It felt wonderful, and I held on to her hips as she moved around. I was soon ejaculating all over her behind, her back, and even the bottom of her blouse.She noticed the latter. “You bad boy; look what you’ve. I said, “Hello, I am from Locanto.” She said, “Oh okay,” and asked me about my likes and what can I do. I told about my body and then I said I want to be your dirty slave. She said she had many guys as a slave before. She said she preferred small penis guys more which I understood later. She said she will pay me if I come for full 2days to her house. I said ok. Then she said to come on Saturday and I said ok.she sent her address.Then on Saturday, I went to her house at 10 am. She knew I have. The cable guy, who was an athletic-looking 30-something, was stealing glances as more and more of my wife was being revealed. As she stood and watched him drill into the wall, I could see her nipples were now poking out the open front of her robe and her little bald snatch was in full view. She asked him some question which caused him to look up and get an eyeful. He looked nervously at me, then back down at his work. When he stood up, there was a huge bulge in his blue work pants with a wet. This time instead of speaking, Charlie leaned in to kiss her, betting everything on this one shot. Caressing her lips with his, massaging the liquor from them, he waited for her to pull back and storm off. Instead her mouth yielded to his, lips parting to admit his tongue and then greedily sucking it in. The bourbon tingled slightly, the taste of it mingling with her schnapps. Then she felt him suck her tongue and lips into his mouth and he chewed them lightly as his hand move to her thigh. .