Also I was shy and needed to be discrete so would were dark glasses and a hoodie, she would be waiting for me when I arrived and immediately get i my ...ar and start sucking. They readily agreed. I couldn't wait, I planned on giving her a nice surprise when we returned to my room that night. I pulled up to her house in the BMW I had rented. There she was as beautiful as ever, granted she had gained weight from having a k** with the guy, still sexy though. She was wearing a light dress with no. “Bend of the back of that settee nurse!” he instructedand she did. He pointed to a tub of baby lotion on hisdesk and told me to apply it to her buttocks to reducethe marks from the cane which would follow. As I putsome on my hands he came very close and watched. With mywife bending over and sobbing, I rubbed the cream intoher buttocks, deliberately opening them so he could seeher vagina and anus. He smiled. Then unable to resist hegrabbed one of my wife’s hanging breasts and. I used her pussy juices to lubricate my index finger and her asshole. I removed my index finger from her pussy and put my thumb inside her pussy and slowly started to caress her asshole. Slowly I started to insert my index finger inside her asshole. She was saying, “Jiju please dhire, aram se dalo.”Within a minute I was kissing and fingering both her pussy and asshole. This was making her go crazy. She had a clean shaved pussy and its shape was a proper triangle. She was so fair but her pussy. Then she continued--’but I miss that disrespectful son of a bitch.’Frowning, I reprimanded her. ‘Mars, he was not a nice person. I bet he wasn’t even a good kisser.’She giggled. ‘Nope.’I returned her smile with twice the warmth and then leaned over her, pressing my mouth to hers. I felt her smiles against my lips, gently kissing back.Us kissing wasn’t new. I’d never had a serious boyfriend, for various reasons, but when Marsie had been curious about kissing at thirteen or so, I helped her.