But it is not just about seeing Kay’s snatch that makes her a feast. I have never tasted a sweeter, cleaner pussy! Her fluids flow thick and clear a...d are the very definition of arousal! When you put your fingers or cock inside of her and pull it out, she almost always has so much nectar that a smooth silver string of sex stretches between her and you, almost as if to pull you back in. And there is something about that fresh scent of her that when it is breathed in, at least for me, it is like. Six and a half inches, with a solid, meaty thickness. I’m not particularly hairy, in general, but the wife likes me shaved, so I shave. I try to keep in shape, and I think I’ve managed to avoid the “dad bod” thing, for the time being. I found a grey hair a few weeks back, and I’m still kind of pissed about it. Alice was rubbing her nipples as she sank down to her knees in front of me. “Talk, Mike.” My wife is kind of an asshole. She knows I can barely put two words. “You’re gonna get exactly what you need.”Fuck, I don’t doubt it. This guy was good to his word. Tabitha hooked her hands behind his neck and tried to disguise her trembling. “One request please?”“Let’s hear it.”“Give it to me in my husband’s bed.”“Tabitha girl, I love the way you think.” His kiss to her neck made her gasp. She had only regained the facility to breathe when he grabbed a fistful of hair and smacked her soundly on the ass with the other hand. Owww. Shit. “Bedtime?” he asked, his. Eventually, the lesson ends and Cassie and I head home with dad, both ofus tired from the day's dancing. Cassie heads immediately to bed- afterreluctantly taking off her ballet uniform- whilst I stay up a littlelonger to finish homework, before diving under my covers and wishingthat I didn't have yet another day of school tomorrow.Nevertheless, as much as I wish it wouldn't, my alarm clock goes off atits usual time and before too long, I'm sat in the front seat of mum'scar wearing my shirt, tie.