Food for thought.Even more food for thought when we collected her certificates from the Register Office. Amazingly, there was a father named. “David...Southern,” I mused. “That name’s sort of familiar.”We had a wander round the Graves Art Gallery on the top floor of the Central Library building. Simone was much more knowledgable than me about art in general, another straw in the wind.That evening as we ate – Simone having prepared the meal – she munched thoughtfully before saying, “I never really. 'Does this answer your question?' I asked.Maybe she nodded or maybe it was just her head bobbing while licking Lola's pussy but that was enough for me. I placed my mouth on her so beautifully shaped pussy, and with my hand I touched her clit.Sweetie tasted great. A bit salty at first but, once she got wetter, she was indeed SWEET. As for her clit, WOW! Such a glorious, pretty and strong clit. God, was I the luckiest man on earth? (The question is rhetorical. Of course I was).When I had my fill,. “She isn’t. All she is going to do, is have her sexual needs fulfilled somewhere else. And Gary, Scott is the perfect guy for that. He isn’t looking for a long term partner, he isn’t looking to settle down.“He isn’t going to steal your wife. Think of him as a mechanic. All he is doing is servicing your wife the way he services your car.“And you know what? It is nothing to be ashamed about. Yes he may be better than you in bed, and yes Emma is going to be having the best sex of her life with. That's common interest, buddy. That means things to talk about." I don't know." You were nervous as fuck the first time you came in Jill's room too. I was there, remember? You got over that quickly enough." That's online." Yesterday wasn't online," Watch countered."That's..." He blushed, unable to find an answer."That's a woman. One who likes you despite sharing fewer common interests, I might add. You've got a sense of humor, and you know how to pay a girl a compliment without being creepy..