Taking the entire cock down her throat. She pulled away but several thick strings of saliva and precum hung between my cockhead and her lips. She bega... to use her hands and she stroked my spit coated shaft.“Now it’s my time to repay you,” I said and pulled her up.I laid her down at the top of the bed, resting her back on the pillow and head against the headboard. I crawled between her legs and straddled her legs over my face and the back of her knees over my shoulders. I begin using my tongue. You know my name. I don’t know yours.” I say to her as she places her sunglasses up on her head. She just smiles and says “I will tell you when the time is right. Be patient and you will find out everything you want to know.” She picks up a menu from the table and start looking at it. I ask her “Is the food good here?” I am holding a fork in my hand twirling it around without realizing that I am. She says the food is very good and she always likes the fish they have on Fridays. She watches me. Pete’s always been an open-book, never able or wanting to hide his feelings. It’s one of the things I love about him. The world’s worst poker player, he always says life’s too short and complicated enough, without dancing around things. From the words he’d chosen and the shaky voice he’d spoken in, I knew exactly what he wanted to hear. It was all part of the game to him.I smiled at my husband. Jenny and I had nicknamed Francis’ ex (real name Roni) as Cruella de Vil, and I tried my best Cruella. As she opened the door and steppedinside, she did a double-take as her jaw dropped open and her purse fellto the floor. Before her stood her husband who had so strenuouslyproclaimed, he wanted to look like a man and had no interest in femininefluff, was now resplendent in outrageously girly regalia.Heather stood there with a silly grin on his face, wearing full dramaticmakeup with his face framed by his hair in soft curls that fell to thenape of his neck. Almost unbelievably, Ellen saw that.