His body shuddered. "Does your wife let you fuck her mouth?" I asked seductively, just like the horny school girl I dressed like. "Not fuck her mouth....She used to suck it. But she didn't do it for very long, and it was never any good." He replied. "Awww, that's too bad." I said just before I opened my mouth wide and swallowed his thick cock. He moaned as it slid over my tongue and went deep into my mouth. I took all of him, stopping only when the head of his cock was at the back of my throat. ."DO YOUR PANTIES MATCH YOUR DRESS"....YOU LOOK ME DEAD IN THE FACE AND WITHOUT A SMILE YOU SAY "YOU TELL ME"...THATS IT...CHECK PLZ!!" PART 2 MY HOTEL IS IN WALKING DISTANCE OF THE BAR...AS WE EXIT THE HOTEL, I TAKE YOUR HAND, AND YOU TAKE MINE...IT IS A ROMANTIC WALK TO THE HOTEL, BUT IT WOULD BE THE LAST ROMANCE YOU WILL SEE FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT WE ENTER THE ELEVATOR AND BEFORE THE DOORS CAN CLOSE MY TONGUE IS DOWN YOUR THROAT AND MY HAND PARTS YOUR DRESS.. YOU MAKE A FUTILE EFFORT TO. That is the motion I continue with until a change is needed. She reacted best to my tongue licking from left to right with my head positioned directly above her clit. With my head in this position, I had a great angle to slide my fingers in and out of her pussy. As my tongue danced on her clit, I began inserting my fingers in to her wet pussy. She was getting wetter and wetter. My face was covered in her pussy juice and her ass and thighs were just as wet. Knowing her love of anal, I. .. all upside, right? And when she suggested him, I nearly fell off the couch. But as we talked about him, it just made so much sense, at least in that academic, theoretical, never-going-to-happen sort of way.As I approached her house, I was a bit surprised to see his car in the driveway. Our plan for the day included meeting him for lunch, but this sure wasn't lunch time."Hey guys," I said as I walked through the side door into the kitchen."Hey Sara," came their stereo response."What's going.