We argue a lot more, and I can see the stress in her face. I feel like we both are ready to explode. I left the house one day, around the middle of Oc...ober, I had an appointment with her doctor. I sat down with him and discussed the whole situation. Shannon was completely healed up, and was ready, and able to continue normal sexual relationship. He assured me. Maybe I should go see a psychologist. He had a doctor friend who was real good at this type of problem, and could set up an appointment,. I push you to standing and slip off my dress as I unzip your suit trousers, ravenous now for your thick cock in my mouth, the metallic tang of the tip of your erection as I slide my lips over it, my back to our guest. I can no longer see him but something tells me he's still there, still watching. I push my lace clad arse out in his direction, still in my heels as I lick and suck your hardness. I catch your eye and indicate in the direction of our guest, you flicker for a moment as your. Needless to say that I came again in seconds but Manuel kept on going taking me to two more peaks before he finally slowed down. And I was glad that he just got slower and slower because if he’d just pulled out I’m sure that the withdrawal symptoms would have been horrible. After what seemed like hours Manuel finally stopped finger fucking me and my heart rate started to get back to something like normal but I was too shattered to even thank him. I just lay there thinking how wonderful life. Her eyes locked on that bluer material that fell open over her hand, whilst her fingers still played over my lips. My bald mound coming into sight, the material sliding off my mound like a petal of a flower exposing the next beneath it. Anns’s lips on my neck, her fingers pushing the material up into me, my soft moans echoing through the small room… I almost came right then and there from excitement. Anna’s hands moved from my pussy and pulling the material away left me standing there from.