Having achieved that, I felt quite relieved, however, in a matter of weeks, I was missing the thrill of it all, and the excitement of watching the num...er of viewers gradually inching up. I began to wonder whether I'd been too precipitate in getting the pics removed.It was a couple of months since getting the pics removed, when one day, when browsing about, I came upon a gallery of my wife's pics once more on display. They were posted by one of the guys who previously had her posted, and who had. .i began licking it and she was laughing like a mad teenage girl… after a while i licked broadly from armpit to side of her waist and pinched her other waist side by left hand…she again moaned.. Oucssssh …aaaah..mmmmh.! Without wasting time…i grabbed her by waist and started sucking her navel..she grabbed my head and told me.. mujhe sex karna he…!I insisted her to let me finish my foreplay …and i removed her petticoat…now i sucked all around her milky foot and licked around her calves…she was. That made me despise Michael Taylor’s little nerdy ass that much more. Every guy I ever went out with all told me that I was ‘Hot’, so, like the spoiled arrogant child I was back then, I let it all go to my head and began to treat those who didn’t measure up to my ridiculous criteria like they were all beneath me. I had long blonde hair and big blue eyes, and I’d always had my pick of boyfriends ever since my body began to fill out during the 7th grade. Of course I was the Belle of every ball. I honestly had not expected the afternoon to take this particular course or I would have washed, but that sort of thing never mattered to her. On the contrary, she seemed to enjoy me more in my natural state. Judging by her eagerness it didn’t take a genius to figure out that she was far from squeamish about manly scents and tastes. I didn’t think her technique could be improved upon but I was wrong. She took her time, let her lips wander, pleasured just the right spots and knew exactly when to.