By 7pm I got a message from her ‘come for dinner after 8’. I replied nothing. I went to her place at 7.10pm,she opened the door. Omg what I was se...ing, just now she took her bath and only wearing nighty and she invited me inside. I went inside a good aroma is came from her.I couldn’t control myself and saidMe : can I come later ?She : why karthick ?Me : I couldn’t control me. I love you so much.I hugged her,she resisted and said it is not good. Again I hugged and kissed on her lips. This time. When I opened the restroom he already had released the monster as it rested against my leg. I closed the door locking it from the inside as he guided me to my knees introducing me to his cock shaking it in my face saying that he was told there was a new cock sucker here and he just had to see if it was as good as he was told as he rubbed the big head over my lips. He said it had been a week since he had any action gently pushing past my lips to my waiting mouth. I began to lick running my. ‘Arrrrrrrggggh! I’m going to cum. Suck me harder.’ Maggie felt the head swelling and pulled it out of her mouth. She stuffed it down into the top of the pitcher between Bill’s thighs just as the first squirt of cum shot from the swollen head. Maggie counted fifteen hard pulses before it began to slow to dribbles. She looked in the picture and saw that it was just about to spill from the angle she held it. She sat the pitcher aside and on impulse put her mouth over the head to taste the last of. ”I then added, “Be sure to have your wife call me tomorrow.”~~~~~~~The next evening, while enjoying a pleasant Friday evening happy hour with Dave, my phone rang. Something told me to answer it rather than letting it go to voice mail. I was glad I did.A pleasant, sexy female voice said, “Hi. Is this Mandi? This is Amy Scott, Jeff’s wife.”Not knowing what direction this call might take, my heart jumped into my mouth. I was barely able to pleasantly reply with, “Good evening, Mrs. Scott. This is.