Red Riding Hood and the woodcutter entered to see grandmother stroking the dog’s sheath so that his pink cock had emerged.“Oh, grandmamma, what is...that?” enquired Red Riding Hood.“Come in my little granddaughter, this is my new friend the wolf.”“But grandmamma, what long hair he has!”“All the better to grip him with and hold him tightly to me.”“But grandmamma, what a long tongue he has!”“All the better to lick me with and to keep my old parts clean and fresh.” With that she clicked her fingers. I urged to taste it in my mouth, but I couldn't she was my friend and I was married. This was wrong, so very wrong. Then it happened, I am not sure how, but my lips touched hers, and a crackle of electricity sparked through us. It was like a bolt of lightning splitting the spring air, which announces summer. It was hot and humid and bright. She tasted sweet, and warm, and soft, and buttery, and smooth and nothing like any man I had ever kissed. Not like a man at all, nothing like it.I still. I then used her feet to push open the bathroom door, and carried her inside.Immediately upon entering the bathroom, I turned her back around and slammed her against the door, hemming her up against it. She took her shirt off, leaving her topless due to wearing no bra. While I began fondling her breasts, she reached down to take off my jeans and boxers, and began wanking me. After a few moments of this, I removed my shirt and then yanked her shorts and panties down to her ankles. While crouched. I had worked my way down to her pussy and buried my face and tongue into her sweetness."Fuck me! Fuck me now!" she pleaded while I continued my assault on her body."Fuck me now!" she practically yelled."Gary!" I called out, "can you come in here a minute?" Diane's eyes went wild with excitement or fear when I said that."Noooo. Nooo. I won't. I'm getting up." she hollered as the door pushed open. Gary stood transfixed by the sight of Diane nude and sweating on our bed struggling to get.