Marge seemed so worldly and mature, though she wasn't much older than my nineteen years. She may have been twenty-two or three. I flashed the boy to i...press her with my boldness. Actually, the boldest thing I ever did was to shave my pussy at my husband's request. I was a virgin on my wedding night, three weeks prior. Just admitting to Marge that I was shaved was a huge step for me. When I stripped off my panties in the bathroom, I got a terrific rush from my daring act. Marge's obvious. It ran from her mouth down her chin and onto my groin. She dragged herself up my body and held her head over mine. I opened my mouth, she opened hers and a thick wad of spunk fell into my mouth. As soon as her mouth was empty she began running her mouth over my pubic mound, slurping up the cum that had fell from her mouth and satisfied she'd got it all, she kissed me again, my spunk transferring from her mouth to mine. I swallowed it down in one motion. I think I've mentioned before that I like. Her husband was at least wise enough not to go to sleep until she confronted him – though it was nearly midnight.Nera decided he’d had enough time to stew in his mistake, and prepared to do exactly that. When she reached for her phone, it wasn’t where she expected it to be. Confused, she looked around for a minute or two, until it dawned on her that she must have left it outside when she was gardening.“Wonderful,” she muttered. It was sitting in the back yard getting covered in the condensing. I knew her slaps and beatings were awful. Collecting my strength i went inside and knocked the door. Mam came , told me to sit on the sofa and brought me a glass of juice. I didnt knew that she was so good in private tuitions. She started teaching me lessons. 1 hour went, she told she is feeling bore, let the tuitions be stop here.. I told if i could go, she told no , no one is at home and she was feeling lonely. So stayed and we watched tv. She asked me questions after questions. Last she.