From this point of view, I could kind of see through chinks in her robe and see the dark curly hair of her pussy. Then my viewpoint was obscured by he... come-covered left feet. She was standing over me with an authoritative look on her face and she told me to stick out my tongue. I looked up at her eagerly and I stuck out my tongue and opened my mouth. Natalie told me that I was a good girl and she then smeared her toes on my tongue; huge droplets of come cascaded into my mouth; she was using my. “You two are incredible, neither of you know any bounds whatsoever. Then again, I’m not complaining.”With one hand, Philip grabbed Amanda her own ponytail to keep her head in place, and with his other hand crammed his swollen member back into her mouth. He thrusted his hips back and forth in short, powerful burst, making sure my wife felt the girth of his manhood gliding against the slick walls of her throat. It wasn’t long before she felt him growing even hotter in her mouth. Philip’s. “I can do that, as long as I get to see the back of your head.” Was my reply to her as quickly as my fingers could type on my phone. “I’m growing my hair longer now, should be interesting to see what you do to the back of my head”.“I’ll need proof”. I sent to her. She sent me a photo of her face and longer hair. She looked really beautiful, her hair was past her shoulders and dark brown. I could just taste the sweetness of her lips on my tongue from our last encounter together. I could smell. . teasing me … turning me on. She turned, her back now flat to the mattress and she smiled up at me. Reaching out with my hand I made as if to stroke her cheek, but all I felt was the cool cotton of the pillow in the empty space next me. There was no one there. There never was anyone there.She was gone.Life was different now, since that day. I still had my job, my profession if not quite the same level of income. After Red and I had returned from our time in Gran Canaria it had taken me so long.