I stared up at her lovely c**t such a beautiful word for such a beautiful thing! yes! the c**t is all!. Reaching upward I began pressing her puckered,...darker coloured anal opening with a spit wetted thumb, causing a sharp intake of breath from herself as it slipped easily in. Dribbling more warm saliva over my cock and balls she took me in her hand gave me the full 'monkey shaker' treatment her hand becoming a blur as she skilfully wanked me hard........and fast!.I was at her mercy now, my. I have had ‘Friends’ on here warn me, that I might enjoy the experience and not to fight it, so I have thought it through, and being in reality rather shy, I have decided I would feel safe with this. This is the the SCENARIO I ENVISION, knowing my husband, and what could be set up. Please enjoy as I am getting very wet writing this, and I haven’t even started it yet! VALENTINE’S DAY AFTERNOON, k**s Napping, Us Making Love: ‘Sweetheart, would you really want to see me with another man?’ Husband:. Maybe if I had sex – with a human – I could start to move past this thing. “Patrick,” I said suddenly. He was a friend of a friend who I'd gone out with once before. We had a good time and made out a little but then I went out of town for a couple of weeks and we never met up again. I had nothing to lose and gave him a call. He sounded pleasantly surprised and was – my lucky day – available for dinner.I threw myself into getting ready. I took a long shower and shaved my legs and pussy and under. My first marriagewas good, but lacked life and enjoyment. I would live with the daily listsof things that needed to be done, far from what I wanted to be doing. Sowhat do I do to make this more enjoyable.. Wear my panties and sheer hoseunder my clothes to make the routine days go by more enjoyably.Val laughed again, and mentioned her married life was always plagued withher x asking why she was taking so long to get dressed, why she had a longbath every few days to stay silky smooth.I wished my.