The nipples were in between my fingers. She started to cry. She said that it was paining. But I pretended that I was not listening to her. I bit her n...pples a little hard that made her to cry in pain.I went down to her private area down which was all mine now. I told her to remove my dress. But she hesitated. But I somehow convinced her to do that. She removed my T-Shirt. Then my shorts. She laughed seeing my bulge outside the underwear. I was happy to see her laugh. I had to literally request. “Ooooh.” “Shhhhhhh!” More giggles. “Oh fuck Gemma...that’s too much,” I whispered. Her nose was pressed into my clitoris as her tongue flicked in and out of my aching little pussy. My right hand formed a fist, and I scrunched up the right hand page of the book. I half yelped, half choked as Gemma nibbled my clit and the juices began to flow from my vagina. The guy stood up and I was horrified that he would rumble us, but he just went to the water fountain and brought me a cup to drink. “Thank. RIGHT!!!I was caught and I knew it. She had me cold and no amount of lying would get me out of trouble, so I did the only thing any man could do; I lied anyway. Lot of good that did me because it almost cost me my marriage. We spent hours talking until I finally confessed my sins. For weeks afterwards I walked on egg shells doing everything I could think of to convince my wife I was being up front and honest. I even went so far as to unlock my password so she could have access to my screen. She went over my nose, slowly enough that my nose was wedged briefly in her swollen cameltoe, then all the way over my forehead and then back down. She made sure to press her cameltoe gently against my lips for a moment. I caught on quickly and started moving my face up against her. So she ground into me a bit more and rolled her buns against me too. She moved off of me briefly and asked, "Do you like what I'm doing to you?"I said, "Yes." Do you want me to keep going?" Yes," I replied again.She.