I glanced down at her stretched pussy and saw that there was more spunk running from her. Helen had run a hand down and was gently fingering what was ...robably a very sore and tender pussy and she was looking at me too with just the hint of a smile on her face. Ben gave me a gentle push forward and that was enough, I knelt between my wife's open thighs and lowered my head towards her sloppy cunt. I noticed that the smile that was on her face turned to a smirk and then she was giggling as I ran. I would get some soon. I said to her that she was right, and moved over directly facing her. I laid her gently on her back and began rubbing her legs once again, starting at her feet and working up to her moist pussy. Once I was between her thighs, she placed each leg on my shoulder, and grabbing my hair, pulled me into her moist groin. My nose hit up against her swollen pussy lips. I began licking at her clit, slowly at first, then thrusting my . I took what she offered me and sucked harder, holding the suction. She screamed as the orgasm reached its peak, and she shook in my arms. I let her down gently onto the pillow, with my mouth still on her, kissing her throbbing clit softly. Her pussy and my chin were soaked with her juices, but I wasn’t done with her yet. Before she completely stopped pulsing, I spread her folds open with my fingers and started licking her up and down, rapidly. My tongue slid over her clit back and forth, up. She took me into the bedroom. A large room with a queen-size bed covered in pillows."Nice bed," I commented."It's very comfy," she replied, "and it doesn't squeak." I could make it squeak..." I said quietly, unsure if she heard me.She flashed me a big smile, "I'll bet you could."With a little laugh, she led me back to the kitchen. I finished my beer and gave her the money from my wallet."Thanks," she said with a big smile. We stood looking at each other. Her eyes were brighter and she seemed a.