00 in the afternoon. Firstly I cleaned the kitchen, noting thatthe cutlery drawing was secured with a passcode, no hope for me there atthe moment but ...erhaps I could try to find the code later. After thekitchen was spotless ( Marcus had always kept his house in a very goodstate) and just as I was about to start hoovering the floors I received abuzz and moved as fast as I could to the study. After fulfilling Marcus'srequest for a tea I went back to my task list. By 6PM I had only justfinished. .she got up and left in a hussy fit. I would have escorted her out but was too stiff to walk, figuring WTF, let her sool off a bit and continued to be mesmerised. I glanced over sating we should leave in a few minutes to buddies wife. Apparently they liked porn too as her hand was beneath a coat wanking her husband off.....she smiled and he cum in her hand by the body language. She removed her paw, it was slathered in white slime looking to wipe it off...her eyes asked for help but I shrugged. I pushed back hard driving my tongue into her and pressing hard against her clit. She responded by pushing my head, but her resolve was weakening as she reached new heights of ecstasy. “Darren stop, please stop.“ She sobbed. I ignored her and continued to lick at her pussy, rubbing my nose against her clit and trying to force her legs further apart to gain better access. Her hands slowly moved to the back of my head and began pulling rather than pushing, her legs eased apart and I was allowed. She’s one year younger than me, stands five feet and three inches tall, weighs about one hundred and thirty pounds, with blonde hair and brown eyes. She looks a lot like the singer/actress, Jessica Simpson, especially with her nice ass and from what I could tell, big, melon-sized breasts.It seemed unusual that a beautiful woman like her would be single, and I finally got the nerve to ask her about her past. She told me, “I was married for two years, but we got divorced because my husband was.