I searched for her elusive clit and I knew I found it when she let out a loud grunt and folded her legs behind my head, trapping me. I worked fiercly ...n her little clit as Allie began gyrating and thrashing on the bed out of control. Then without warning she grabbed the back of my head and forced my face into her crotch. With a loud, high pitched moan, she came, and flooded my mouth with her sweet, supple juices. Ill never forget how good they tasted. As she lay there panting and out of breath,. We ate in silence. Katie picked at her meal, barely finishing one slice of pizza, not the crust, and a small bowl of salad. The can of Coke was gulped down though.“Are you okay?” I opened, after we finished eating. Mostly to draw her out.She nodded.So, no.“Want to tell me what brings you over?”Standing, she quickly removed her sweater, up and over her head, immediately after she clutched it to her stomach, just under her exposed and over washed pink bra.I froze.Bravely she faced me, “you can. I know alot of the guys that regularly service her. To help keep it from being even more strange she tells her lovers to not let me know. They all think I don't know they are rooting my wife. Sometimes I'll be in my shop with a friend and my wife will come out and see them. Quiet often she will make up some reason she needs to go shopping. Then minutes later my buddy will say he has to go home. I find out later that she met him and he fucked her. Usually at the guys place but she has fucked in. ”“That’s not going to happen,” I said. “I’d never do that.”“Well, then please don’t do anything foolish.”“My mom said the same thing.”“How can I put this delicately? You can’t get out of it from, uhm, physical pleasure.”I had to laugh.“So I can’t screw my way to a good mood?”Angie tittered, “No, I don’t think you can.”“It might be fun to try!” I countered.“Is that what you really want, Mike? Just physical pleasure?”“No, of course not! But you and my mom seem to think I might try that solution..