I love you, Wesley." She pulled me back for another kiss."I lifted my hand and lightly dragged my fingernails from between her breasts down to the rib...on. They tickled her stomach as they made their way down her torso. Somehow Les made an "Eeeeey" sound while continuing to kiss me.I feigned surprise as I came to the ribbon. I pulled my head back, looked her in the eyes and said "What have we got here?"Les giggled and started to push me down towards the ribbon.I resisted when I came across her. He licked up and down my pussy, sticking his tongue in and out while I wrapped the tie around his balls and hard cock, tying then rather tight together. I then sat upright on my husbands face again and grinded back and forth letting my pussy run over his face. I soon got off and moved down to between his legs. His cock and balls were slowly changing colour. It was pinkish when I moved and took both his balls into my mouth and sucked hard on them while listening to him moan. Once letting go of. Flowers were blooming, the sun was shining and the heated seat had already begun to make the discomfort of my ass fade away.I stopped to examine my face in the rear view mirror. Too much powder, I realized; it made me look ghostly. My purse held some blush, and I put it to good use. After all, it was a day to look cheerful for what lay ahead.Down to the street, turn left, then right, then another right onto the boulevard. After that, it was a straight run to Dr. Frankenstein's office. OK, his. She was a little butch and Isabelle loved to be her bitch when Hélène was especially horny. The first thing Isabelle wanted to do was to lick the lady’s ass and that she did. Hélène groaned as Isabelle ran her tongue up and down the small woman’s asscrack , then she stuck her long tongue inside the dark hole and twisted it round and round. Then it was Isabelle’s turn to get her asshole rimmed by her occasional lover. Hélène was ready for a fuck and Isabelle lay on her back, legs wide open, her.