I sit up to get a better look and touch her stocking covered legs. She says that feels nice as I am massaging her legs. She reaches over into her purs... in takes out her toy. She said would you like to smell? She brought it over to my nose and wow did it smell good. I know what my wife smells like and I love her smell but I could tell this was definitely her co-workers smell and it was so sweet smelling. I tried tasting it and could taste a little but my wife had cleaned it off pretty good. My. I am confused (again);My nipples, like my cock,Stiffen, and I needTo relieve myselfInto a tissue, using it,Afterward, as a puffTo spread the lotionUpon my ownSexually ambiguousFace and form.FUNGAL PASSIONHer mushroom hairAnd her oval face,Coupled with the slendernessOf her rigid body,Transforms herInto a phallic woman,The streamers in her hairHer ejaculate.No wonder she spreadsHer outstretched handsTo warn of her androgyny;Her hands are everywhereAmong the cast-off pearlsOf her precious. I could feel his body begin to tremble, his cock seemed to grow in size. He was already breathing hard but it began to come in gasps. I moved a little back to receive and savour. His cum flowed like a flood. At first I had to fight not to choke; I was able to swallow a lot but my face and chin were covered in cum. I did get a chance to savour; the taste and texture were perfect: pungent salty, smooth like cream. Jean leaned down to kiss me licking up the cum on my face. Maybe he swallowed some,. She was 44 around 14 stone, single and a care worker, called Alice.She came round and we were chatting away for around three hours, then when it got dark we went inside and carried on talking and drinking.My wife went to the toilet and I said to Alice "Don't you have a man" and she replied that she was too much into her work to bother with relationships, and sterted to get tearful, so I put my arm around her and she looked at me so I kissed her, and she responded, soon we were heavily snogging.