That’s why I shut up. I feel so stupid now. I could never, ever imagine talking about Curt like that. I love him more than anything, more than, well... my own sex life.”His mother’s hand writing returned to its normal style. She was angry, livid when she wrote that about Danielle.A new tidal wave of guilt washed over Curt once more. Any blood in his penis, any sexual arousal he had from reading of his mother’s sexcapades, died down. He wasn’t horny anymore. He didn’t want to read anymore. He put. The first stroke of my tongue on her swollen, wet, married lips and the first taste of the new Hot Wife. Quiet pleasure unraveling before the open eyes and running cameras of the lucky husband. The excitement evident in his pants as the first new cock in years was finally unveiled... Her mouth, as promised, skilled and ready to be used on her toy - hard, thick, and excited to be used. The look in her eyes as her hands wandered over the strange and excited flesh. The look of her approving. " I don't know it caught me by surprise, and I couldn't help returning his kiss. I don't know what came over me, I felt like I wanted to be part of him. He seemed so strong, I wanted to yield to him and let him take control of me. Not my mind, it was something visceral, on a very physical level." I know that feeling well, its called lust for a man, and it's what women feel when we are about to yield to a man. Frankly, with all the hormones Sandra gives you, I'm surprised you haven't felt it. She lowered the toilet lid and placed her bags on it then slipped off her skirt. She went to hang it on the back of the door but someone had pinched the peg, so she suspended it on top of the toilet roll holder while she got out the micro mini black lycra skirt and put it on. Fuck it was short. She unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, noticing that her nipples were hard and sticking out considerably further than normal. She then slid the shear see-thru silver top over her head. Her stiff.