I did her inner thighs last. I'd thought she might object, but as soon as I pulled the towel to uncover her ass and my hand rested palm down on her ch...eks, she slowly spread her legs to give me access. I could hear her humming or purring, like a cat that is enjoying being caressed.I grabbed the book from the nearby couch, placed it next to where I was doing my work, and opened to the next chapter. It was entitled "Anal Sex". I read aloud to myself knowing that she could hear me. The book talked. I began to hum along as I caressed his head with my tongue, just occasionally embracing it with suction. I knew he wouldn’t last long when I began to taste a flow of pre-cum. As my mouth began to move down his shaft, I could feel his body trembling. My free arm wrapped around his ass – gosh it was sweet and tight - and I swallowed him all. I was able to hold him there for a while, my face pressed against his coarse pubic hair, my swallows kneading his head, my tongue lashing his shaft. Émile. After I opened the door, she went inside, stopped in the middle of the room, and asked “which bed do you use”? I pointed to the one on the right, and said “you can have this one closer to the window”. “But before you decide I should tell you I sleep in my birthday suit, so no peeking”. She grinned and replied “so does my husband, I guess you have something in common”. As she sat on the bed, looking around she replied “I don't have any nightie, I do have some makeup for tomorrow, but nothing to. I could tell that she was beginning to be comfortable being naked around me.She leaned behind me to rinse off the razor and begin working on my left side. As she straightened up, I pulled her down onto my lap.‘Hey!” she protested.“Can’t you work from this angle?” I asked.“I don’t… Maybe,” she said, leaning in and brushing her nipples against my chest.She began scraping the tool over my face, pressing her breasts into my chest hard when she leaned over to rinse the razor.“Raise your chin,” she.