She turned them over one at a time, forcing herself to look closely at the man's face, his hands. She saw how his fingers buried themselves in Richard...s thinning hair and seemed to press her husband's mouth harder over the cock between his lips. She could see the indentations in the cushion under Richard's knees, and she could see the shine of Richard's manicured fingernails as his fingertips dug into his partner's meaty thigh for balance.The man wore a wedding ring. Was it his wife who had. He grabs my ass and spreads my cheeks. He kisses them, then I feel his tongue flatten as he licks up between my wet lips. My labia opens with his tender licks. His thumbs touch my folds and spreads them further, as he drives his tongue into my depths. I push back against his tongue thrusts, my breasts pressed to the cool glass of the window. My hard nipples abrade as his tongue moves in and out of slick channel. He stops only to swirl his tongue around my sensitive clit. A deep shudder goes up. It was located in the Upward Sector but already within spitting distance of the Coreward sector, figuratively speaking. It was also in the outer spur of the Sagittarius arm and way past Stepping Stone and thus all the traffic to the Large Magellan Cloud. It was on the outer edge of the Galactic disc and Galactic West of the famous Union-Klack corridor which was without question one of the most unstable and potential troublesome regions in known space. A small strip of space that was considered. It was a proper massage but somehow very erotic too, especially when his hand reached the top of my inner thigh and momentarily touched my pussy. I wanted more than just a fleeting touch, but I knew I had to be patient.He did this for what seemed to be ages, sometimes stopping at the top of my thighs, sometimes letting his palms slide over my bottom, massaging my cheeks, occasionally pressing them apart so that his thumbs could reach into my crack. I loved every second, but I was eager for him.