I remembered my hands, pressed between my legs, caressing the swollen, wet folds as I pictured you there, teasing, tempting, touching until I came bli...dingly hard. I had fallen asleep that way last night.Before anything else, I went to my computer and opened my mail, heart pounding as I hoped to see a note from you. I was not disappointed, for there you were... your words sending floods of tingling heat through me. I smiled at your command and went immediately back to bed... Since my earliest. It was licking the head – stroke the dick in mouth – deepthroat routine for almost 10-15mins.While she was busy there, I massaged her pussy and fondled her tits alternately.I don’t like giving oral, and I told her as much so she was okay.I think I’m pretty good at finger-fucking so while she was sucking me, she got her first orgasm as I massaged her clit.Soon, we wanted to go the whole distance.She lied on her back and we soon went missionary.I still can hear her “Oh yea”, “Harder”, her facial. And so I said ok, baby, I really want to fuck you. She giggles and hangs up.Next thing I know my cell is ringing I recognized the caller ID- it’s her ex-husband. That fucking black man is a damn stud and for the life of me, I will never understand why she divorced him and hooked up in a 2-year lesbian affair… but hell, what man can ever get inside the mind of a woman?!?! He’s got a roofing business that him and their son work in… and damn is this stud built like a brick shithouse! Bet your. How could the computer deserve more attention that she was receiving? He didn’t smile at the computer like he did at her, she noticed. Reaching the top rung of the ladder, cleaning the next stage of books, she had arrived at her favourite section of the library. Surely her employers didn’t need the Kama Sutra any more, but as always she liked to flick through it, fantasizing about those positions, being allowed to feel that amazing. Imagining it now, the drops of rain still glistening on his.