’‘Like skelpit leathering,’ I suggested. She clasped her hands in front of her and faced me, defiant. ‘But you’re not my mother. What do you...think you’re going to do about it?’ Her chin tilted up, her green eyes glinted a challenge. ‘This.’ I pulled her through the piles of clothes, bent her forward across the end of the bed. Her hips at mattress level, she had to stand on tiptoe to reach the floor. I was still holding the slipper. One hand on the small of her back, I ignored her cries of. ”MMM” I kept suckling her tit, as her giggles of delight turned into moans of pleasure. I slid my hand in to her bikini bottom, and began to massage her clit.“Ahhh” she gasped, “Oh God! that’s amazing, Oh.. OH GOD!!” she screamed in orgasmic delight her body shook her cries grew louder. “Oh God I’ve never felt that before is that what cumming is like?”“Yeah, and it can get better,”“Oh yeah? The only thing I’ve ever done with DJ was give him a handjob, he’s never returned the favor.”“Well here,”. Usually we dated each other.We did not make love, because my wife wanted to save her virginity for her wedding night. That was fine with me, because I assumed she was saving it for me. I was right. Our first time the evening of our wedding was the most delightful experience I had yet enjoyed. By then, however, we had practiced the agreeable preliminaries with each other, so we both knew what to do.For the first year of our marriage we usually made love several times a day. We practically would. The precum started coming out and I was ready for the next stage. I asked to get into the 69 position.I shoved my finger in her ass and my tongue in her pussy. I licked her pussy like a man sucking on an ice cream. Rita was wet and her juices were flowing thick and fast. She took my cock and was sucking it like a lollipop. She would like the tip , the sides and take the full cock inside her mouth. The fire was lit and was fast growing , Rita had started thrusting her pussy on my face. She.