I feel your tongue slide into my dripping pussy, suck the juices, slide up to tease my clit, and then back down to my pussy. I feel myself release in ...rgasm. Ooohhh! I don’t know maybe 5 or 6 times. Now I know I am close again when you stop and ask me to roll onto my stomach. I feel like my ass is hanging in mid air and when you touch me with your hands I shudder. You grasp each cheek with your hands and lick from my clit to my puckered hole while my senses are already in over drive. You are. I could tell that he was just as turned on as I was. All this time, he was alternating between blowing and jerking me. He suddenly stopped again. There was another car. This time it was a volunteer firefighter. We pulled our pants up and tried to defog the windows, since it got pretty steamy. The firefighter didn’t stay long, thank God. He just drove by and left. After he left, my boyfriend and I started kissing again. As we kissed, the first time since he started blowing me, his mouth lasted. Provisionally going to a spanking party in July!”“Good luck girlfriend. Take care and happy spankings x”****************On Monday morning Sylvia met Helen on the way in. “Hi, Helen, do you want to check the circuits stuff I prepared?”“Sure. I’m sorry it was so late but I was rushed off my feet with pastoral duties. Something rather urgent came up last week.”“These things happen I guess but when I get lots of late requests it messes my plans up.”“Sorry. I know it’s difficult for you on your. "Who knew that you were the whore? Who'd have suspected? You never told me!" No, I was mistaken. Her tone wasn't regretful but accusing. Resentful.So I'd more or less forced her into an adulterous affair by myfailure to confess to her my odd, shameful, compulsive desire tocross-dress. Retribution. In effect, she'd been sleeping with Timbecause I'd been unfaithful to her, somehow. As she understood it. So I had to forgive her. Divorce under these circumstances wouldhave been absurd. I.