Then I hear the ice cream truck. Its the first one of the season. I hear children running from inside their houses to catch the truck. It must have st...pped in front of my house because the sound is extremely loud. I hear the kids screaming what they each want. "Rocket Pop!" "Vanilla Cone!" "Cookies and Cream!" I can't help but smile. The ice cream struck use to be my favorite growing up. I could live off Rocket Pop Popsicles. Something always fascinated me. I would suck on that Popsicle until. All of a sudden, she grabbed me, with her nails digging very deeply in my skin, and her legs behind me, keeping me in place. She screeched hard with her gigantic orgasm that shook her from head to toe as she gushed love juices from her pussy for what seemed to be an entire minute. She gasped and heaved, while she smiled at me until she could as speak normally again.After that we turned in doggy position, (my favourite) and I started thumping away from behind her. I had an excellent view of her. Ever since I cheated on my husband with a black man, I was now a cock whore! I actually think I was becoming a full fledged nymphomaniac. It had been about two hours since the TV guy started the install, so I went into the kitchen to make me a cup of tea. About ten minutes later he called me to come see what he had accomplished. I went into the guest bedroom and he pointed out the camera locations and where he hidden the recording device. I asked him, “Would like a cup of tea, I have the water. I put Kleenex in my bra to soak it up.”I took lots of pictures of her big tits. She held them up, she shook them around, and she drank milk from her own breasts.Her shoes came off, her pantyhose came off, and then her panties came off. Her pussy was swollen. It had been shaved clean and it was really swollen. Then I realized that her hips had spread, her pelvis had spread, and her pussy was opening like a flower to get ready. She didn’t mind in the least that I wanted to look inside and take.