.kinda taboo, wrong. try it again. a little bit longer. sniff a little bit. again just the crack. wife quivers..like a static shock...mmm interesting....ungent, a little...tangy...coppery(?) a bit of a gasp from Mrs. a little more...longer inhale a little more...a long lick the length of the crack. shivering Mrs..goosebumps..? .ooohh..maybe onto something here. Okay..in for a penny, in for a pound. . spread the cheeks apart. there it is..a little puckered hole..clean. tip of the tongue. dart. That was the instant that I realized that it really had not been a good idea for me to come that day, and that I really should not have agreed to accompany Sally. But for some reason I wasn’t blaming Sally, I found myself cursing the invention of the telephone. ================ It had started at some unearthly hour the previous Sunday morning. I was comfortably tucked up in bed when the damned telephone’s insistent ringing roused me. . Forcing myself to half-consciousness, I struggled to focus. I could see her nipples which meant she had no bra on. While I started talking, this was the first time I noticed that she was staring into my eyes and slowly she was getting closer to me. Suddenly she planted a kiss on my neck.Even I couldn’t resist and hence I started kissing her lips. In between, we exchanged saliva, bite each others’ lips and even sucked each others’ tongue.She started pressing her hand on my dick from over the track. I got up and removed all mines and her clothes. We got. She continued to moan softly from the pleasure she was receiving. As my tongue continued to lick faster and faster her moans of pleasure became more pronounced and much louder. I could tell that not only was she getting very excited now, but her husband was even more excited as well, stroking his cock even faster at this point. I felt her hips starting to move from the delight she was experiencing, her head swaying from side to side moaning even louder now, her hips bucking in rhythm to the.