Me. LICK!”So I licked, savored, hoping that she was getting pleasure like I was. She started shaking, her hips thrusting up against my tongue.“Yes...ssss,” she hissed. “Right THERE!”‘Right there’ got me rewarded with more of the juice I craved, then her hands grasped the back of my head, holding me in place as she shook, breath ragged, hissing, then “Rrrrgghhhh! Yesssss! Unggghhhh!” and she spasmed, then fell back, relaxed.“Come up here, you.”I’m not THAT obedient. My tongue craved more of Lena’s. . Just as long as you're fine with it, Babe..."Monday and Tuesday were just like other days: neither Bill nor Cathy really talked about Wednesday, except that Bill said that he would pay for the taxis between his North London home and the Haymarket, and then back. Unfortunately, at three hours, the production was too long to realistically have supper somewhere afterwards, so they agreed to eat before they left.Cathy arrived at Bill's on Wednesday carrying her dress for the evening on a hanger. I knew this was turning her on. hell, it was turning me on seeing my wife play with herself and stroke that cock. She stopped rubbing herself and John removed her panties while she repositioned her head to between his thighs and slowly licked the tip of his dick. She continued to run her hand down the shaft as she slowly enveloped the head with her lips.She had most of the cock in her mouth before she could go no further and eased back. I snuck around behind her and gently starting licking her. "You won't be needing these anymore," she nonchalantly said and tossed them to the side. She lingered, her face close to my very excited pussy before standing up. She grabbed the schoolgirl blouse. "Unfortunately, I don't have a bra that will fit you, so you will have to go braless."Speaking for the first time in a while and attempting to hide my horniness and nervousness, I joked, "How 1960's."She handed me her daughter's school uniform blouse. While I buttoned the somewhat tight blouse on me,.