I extended a forefinger and wiped some of the semen from her chin. I held my finger in front of her so she could see it then placed it against her lip.... She bent her head slightly to take it into her mouth, and I could see she was looking at the stains on her dress as she licked off my finger. And suddenly she began to climax, pressing both hands between her legs and bending over as though trying not to pee. Her glasses fell to the rug. She made a sound, “Oooo. Oooo,” over and over, as quietly. Really getting into this role, my thoughts of getting fucked began to slip further to the back of my mind to be replaced by hopes that he would cum in my mouth and all over my face, but it was not to be."Can I try?" Andy asked, pushing my head gently but firmly away."Yes, if you like," I said, trying to hide my disappointment, and stood up as he took his turn on his knees."You'll have to give me directions," he said, lifting my skirt and pulling my cock and balls out through one of the leg. I asked about her friend she said not a prob u can see condoms in every room ….tht was a great signal and I made no deal to wait.I could see Moods few packs Extra Pleasure condom. She had already switched off the lights but still I could see her in the light coming from the streetlight in front of my window. I removed my T Shirt and went inside the blanket. As soon as I went inside she hugged me and planted a kiss on my lips. We started smooching again and this time she was freer than. As time passed by, we matured & the frequency of sex plummeted. Now both of us were in our mid-thirties & were intimately aware of each otherfs body. The excitement component in our sex life was gone & we missed it a lot. Speaking in terms of Psychology, being sexually involved with the same person created a desire for reassurance. We needed to reassure ourselves that we were still attractive enough. My husband really craves this reassurance. The sight of other men lusting for his beautiful &.