Isaacs getting back into bed. “Back!” she exclaimed.“Yayyy!” I joked. Keep in mind, whether it’s real or not, in my mind the swish swishin... sound that had now stopped, meant that maybe, just maybe, she was now naked. Or perhaps just in a pair of panties? And she was in bed, talking to me, also in bed, and we both knew that the other person was in bed. “Actually, can you hold on a second for me now?” I asked.“Oh, geez!” she quipped. “Of course. But hurry!”“You know I will!” I replied. I. Well it's not cheating on your wife if I dress you up and fuck you is it .You want to do what .Listen your name is Roxy and your my bitch if you don't I'll tell your wife we fucked so get in here and let me dress you like a slut so I can fuck you like one .Before I know what is happening I'm dressed in a sexy school girl outfit wearing a pair of platform heels getting a strap on shoved in my mouth .That's it Roxy you slut suck my cock get it hard so I can fuck you you dirty tease .Aaaahhhhh yes. ‘Hi Andrew luv!’ Delia said when she answered his knock, giving him a friendly peck on the cheek and a hug as he came in. ‘Hey Delia, how’s my second favourite girl in all of England doing?’ he joked. ‘Fair to middling hon,’ she giggled. ‘Calli’s just finishing up in her room. Would you like a cuppa while you wait?’ ‘Sure sweetie that’d be great if it’s no trouble.’ ‘It’s no trouble at all Andrew! Have to keep my best friend’s man happy so he can keep her happy right?’ she said with a wink.. His lips smothered the tender moistness of her vulnerable pussy, parting the soft silky pubic hair, his thick tongue salaciously slicing into the feverish crevice of her vagina. His palms pushing gently against the inside of her quivering thighs, preventing any efforts to evade the oral onslaught, his tongue set to task its slow and tortuous teasing of her secret vaginal flesh. She groaned over and over, her hands now pulling at his hair, her back arching as much as possible, and the depravity.