Just the contact of his tongue was enough to trigger the start of an orgasm.“Harder, you cunt licking fucker! Get that tongue working lick out my sp...nk-filled fuck slit, and make me cum!” Cathy ground her pussy against Ken's face, the feel of his stubble only increasing her lust.Although he had now become accustomed to hearing his wife use language like this to arouse the cocks of her online lovers, hearing her use it as she ground her wet cunt into his face in an attempt to satisfy her own. ..too much direct stimulation, but...fuck yes...we're different. Just keep going. Oh, but, sweetie, watch your teeth. Nobody wants that."I started to apologize, but the moment my head pulled back, she pressed me back down."Don't apologize. Mommy wants you to keep going. Just don't do it again."Before long, at her instruction, I introduced my fingers. She guided me through the proper use of them. I'd never considered twirling my hand around while still inside a woman like that before. I'd start. I needed her badly. But I did not have any ideas.Days passed. I was just masturbating thinking about her. I could not make a further move thinking this may lead to problems which could affect us both and get a bad name in the society.But as years passed, my feelings increased. My thoughts changed and I was looking for the moment to fuck her pussy hard.Then in my house, they started to discuss marriage for my sister. I was very angry with myself. Because she will go to her husband house after. Through her broken crying and restarting her sentences several times, she related that a bunch of other girls told her that she wasn't pretty, would never get a date, and would die a lonely virgin.I pulled her in close to me. "Oh, sweetheart. They don't know what they're talking about. So you're wearing overalls and like your hair in two braids. That doesn't mean you're ugly."She rested her head on my shoulder. "They told me to go live on a farm and feed pigs all day!" Oh, Jodie. Remember that.