I open my eyes again and am greeted to this naked redhead kneeling at the edge of her bed licking me like a popsicle. Her wet tongue taking long wet s...rokes on my extra-sensitive underside, then swirling her soft pink tongue in circles over the head, all while grasping the base and massaging my balls with her delicate fingers before suddenly engulfing my cock with her mouth again and furiously bobbing up and down; sometimes lowering her mouth completely down to the base of my shaft where I can. Like a bird being charmed by a snake, I was mesmerized. We talked from 7:45 when we arrived until Sophia, Marco's wife, informed us it was 12:30 and they closed the restaurant a half hour ago.During that time I poured out my life story, not the sanitized version I normally used. Instead I gave her the full unvarnished truth.After I ran down, Angel told me the story of her life. She is the daughter of an Italian immigrant, Diogo "James" Garibaldi. He worked as a machinist to support the family,. She was blond, dressed in a white blouse and a pleated brown skirt and stiletto shoes.She had great tit's, her legs were very long and shapely in there tanned nylon seamed stockings, she looked like the normal house wife that butter would not melt in her mouth, I was about to find out this horny lady was not your normal house wife or is she? I'll just leave you husbands to work this out.As I started my sales spill she sat opposite me spreading her long legs so I could see her stocking tops, I. I reached down and slid several fingers into her pussy and found she was very wet. I fingered her for a minute and she purred for me and then I removed my sticky hand and rubbed it all across her face. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. I knew what she wanted so I wiped my hand across her eager tongue too.I asked her, "would you like to lick my pussy Sue?" She looked up at me and said, "Please Mam, I want so bad to show you how good I will be for you."I looked down at her and then.