His tongue made a swipe from my pussy to my asshole. I let out my breath and groaned. I was so hot I thought I would ignite. I craved his touch and hi... tongue on my skin. Anywhere he wanted to.It was erotic. He used his tongue to circle my rosebud before dipping back to my wet cunt. He wet a finger and teased my tight opening, making my back arch. This wasn't like last night. This was sensual and slow. His finger slipped in past my barrier. His other finger slid easily into my pussy making my. ”Amaya laughed. “You’re out of your mind.”“Two hundred dollars say you don’t care,” Wesley said.“What do you want with my underwear? And what am I going to wear?”“That’s not my concern,” Wesley said. “I would hurry if I were you. There’s more to this game and time is a wasting.”Amaya thought about it. All the bras and panties she owned were kind of old anyway. They was two black panties that John had bought her that she was fond of but other than that, most of them were plain and white. She. I went into the bathroom a few minutes later & probed for the truth. “So, what the fuck is wrong with you? The whole first year you never acted like this,” I asked. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. What am I acting like?” “You’re acting like a jealous girlfriend or something.” She abruptly shut the water off & threw the shower curtain open. She stood there for a second, water glistening, dripping down her body: her round, plump breast; dripping off the ends of her. Beth went about her business, but nothing said. Their dinner was a quiet one and once Beth had the kitchen clean, she went to the bedroom and locked the door. Adam knocked and asked if he could get a shower, Beth let him in, but once he was dry and wearing a robe, she pushed him out and locked the door. Beth was glad he returned, but she still didn’t know what to do or say. She felt that she might lose her husband, she had cheated on him.Adam woke on the couch Sunday morning to the smell of.