I started with one long, gentle lick across her vulva, starting at her perineum and ending at her clitoris. My wife let out an immediate, aroused moan... signaling the need for more. My attention focused on the lips of her vagina, as my saliva moistened her completely. Back and forth my tongue darted as I moved vertically up and down. I heard moan after moan as she was in total submission to the pleasure this was giving her. I took my middle finger and planted it in the tip of her anus, while my. I got out of the tub and picked up the towels I left sitting on theradiator. Nothing beats a warm fluffy bath towel wrapped around one'sbody.I started my makeup. I had always done eye shadow but never had thecourage to apply eyeliner or false lashes. Today I crossed that boundary. I was floored by the change. It made the eyes seem more alluring andinquisitive. I took my lipstick and applied the coloring. I had alwaysused a red coloring but today I decided something new. I opted for alight. He and I have you pressed between us. You start flirting, rubbing your breasts on his arm and chest and touching his thigh with your hands. I lean into your back and press my erection on you. You press back then into Peter. I take you aside and whisper to you, "Do you want to bring him home and fuck him?" Your answer is a kiss, then, "Yes, yes." Then you sigh. I ask Peter, "Would you like to come to our place for a nightcap?" He looks at you, smiles and says, "With pleasure." When we get to. " She tucked her shirttail back into her slacks and returned to her seat. "I'll never wear a swimsuit again." I think a scar like that is sexy," I replied. "Will you let me take a picture of it?" What?" I'd like a photograph of your scar." Why?" I'm kinda fascinated with appendectomy scars," I replied. "I work out of my apartment. We could go back there and I could take some pictures..." I held up my hand. "Nothing weird, Paula." You mean, nothing weirder than you taking a picture of my scar.".