Rolling it around my mouth, biting down on it, her moans were gaining volume and mixed with the squeals of pain as bit into her clit. Releasing the ti...y nub, I took my time to lavish long strokes along her lips. Her twisting and moving was getting out of control. “Stop moving or I will spank you again,” I growled. I stood up quickly, grabbing her hair as I pulled her into another kiss. “Take the dress off, leave the tights on then remove the rest of my clothes.” Her dress flew off, my shirt. I simply couldn't get enough. She moaned as though surprised but delighted that I wanted to go back for more. I kept alternating between sucking her lips, tonguing her clit, licking up the cum dripping from her pussy and sliding my tongue over and just a little into her ass. It didn't take long for another orgasm to wash over. She grabbed my hair quite roughly and ground her pussy into my face. It was rough and hard to breathe but I was determined and I loved every second of it.She bucked and. Then Andrew asked if I,d like him to visit on his next weekend off and I agreed though we decided to meet at a local motel as I didn,t want to be seen by anyone who knew me even though the chances were slim. Andrew had borrowed a car from his brother in law and drove the sixty miles to where I live on the Friday evening checking in about an hour after I visited my wife in the local care home. We went for a meal at the restaurant opposite the motel. Andrew looked a fair bit younger than fifty. " She got up and brought some kind of a salve. She rubbed it in. It felt quite tender but he was a Tribune of Rome and was trained to endure pain. Her touch was light and gentle. He took a large swallow of wine. It tasted on the bitter side but he had worse from the merchants in Gaul. He reckoned that the grapes weren't as good as what grew back in the vineyards of Italia. She finished her medical treatment, washed her hands, returned to sit opposite of him."That is a nasty wound you have.