I kept on lickin'. (It's the Timex in me.)As the throes of her orgasmic release began to wane, (Whew, that's prose? Noooo! Let's edit a bit.) Her orga...m began to subside. (Ahhh, that's better.) Helen suddenly regained her voice."Yesss! Ohhhh, lover. Ohhhhh, yes. Ummmmmmmm... ohhhh. you're so sweet."I rested, laying there, huffing and puffing; taking a moment to wipe the sweat from my eyes and the cum juices from my mouth. Helen's hands were caressing my scrotum; she licked the head of my. I loved his thick stocky muscular body. I should have known Kenny was an unreliable bad boy. He had one special gift that kept me coming back for more. Kenny loved to eat pussy. I mean he really loved to eat pussy the only man I ever met that loved to eat pussy as much or more than I love to suck cock. He craved and savored pussy to my delight and did not want the distraction of having his cock sucked at the same time. We were together enough that I stupidly gave him a key to my place.My best. He held it to the light so she could see. The beads formed a delicate landscape of birds, vines and flowers. Marc helped her with the small hook on the back of the dress when she emerged from the screen. He then scanned her figure thoughtfully. “We'll take off the camisole. It ruins the line of the beading on top.” Before she could speak Marc grasped the bottom of the dress and gently pulled it off over her head. Lucy was aghast. She was standing before her employers dressed in shoes,. I walked up on the terrace and spoke to him. He was willing to me meet and spends time with me over a coffee.In fact, I was ready to meet him as well. But managing Prisha and in-laws was the concern. Akshay was pleading with me so much that I agreed to meet him the next day at a restaurant.I was so thrilled about meeting him and spending time alone after so many years. I told my in-laws and husband that I want to go and attend to a friend who is in bad health and I can’t take Prisha with.