30 and we used to almost everyday until my wife was back from London. Since she uses the car to go to her office I had no car and could not meet my ne... girlfriend. And we came to back to our sms things. One day she told me she is very upset with her hubby as he had hit her over something and that she wants to booze and talk. I knew i had a chance of fucking her, I asked her if it was ok with her we could hire a room in one of the hotel and sit there and booze and she was like OK do anything but. I asked if I could rub my clit and he said yes I came 2 more times he told me to tell him how much it hurt even if it didn't so I started begging him to stop telling him it hurt too bad I couldn't take it anymore I started screaming at him to please take his cock out of my ass he pulled me up pushed me to my knees shoved his cock deep into my throat and came so hard. He then pulled me up made me bend over the back of a chair and spanked me with his hand and fucking my pussy with his fingers. It was now a reality to me. This body was mine here. I put on the white tights that were in the bag and pulled the dress on over it. My feet fit comfortably into the white dress shoes I had in the bag. I took out my purse and folded up the cheerleading uniform to put into the bag, deciding that the red and white ribbons would just remain in my ponytail--even though it was part of the uniform. When I came out, I saw Jamie patiently waiting for me. I thought about how, as a girl, she had. There was little taste and a bit of salt. I soon found myself tasting the top of her pussy.Her pussy had just a small amount of hair cut short, a rough triangle around her hole. It smelled sort of musky, maybe, or a little bit sweaty, it was hard to say. I plunged my tongue into her reluctantly.“Lick my labia, honey,” she said. “Lick me up and down.”I tried this, guessing at what her labia were, and she pleased me with soft moans. Her hands grabbed my hair and steered my head. I moved my tongue.