Off came the blouse, the impractical high heels and the dark skirt, chosen with such care by hubby who after all didn’t know the venue any more than...she had, they were all gone before she realised what was happening. He motioned her to remove her stockings, which she soon accomplished along with the lacy little girdle; she patiently stood now in her silky white knickers and lacy bra as he attached a cuff to each wrist, then one round each now naked ankle, both tight but not uncomfortably so. . Then I moved my tongue further down to her lips and lapped at her pussy entrance. It was really wet and slippery, and tasted salty rather than the usual taste. I moved my hands so that I could spread her lips apart more to let my probe my tongue inside. Sarah was making cooing noises and had put her hands onto my head, trying to push me in deeper. My nose was pushing against her clit so I started moving my head slightly from side to side. This sent her over the edge. She started bucking and. I had noticed when she dropped her panties, that she had a lack of any black curls covering her very pretty and very wet slit. This was a definite plus on her side - I really love eating pussy and hers looked exceptionally tasty. So while she was in this position waiting for me to ram my cock into her upturned ass, I pulled a quick change of plans and got down to where I could see her dripping slit better."Before we get into the fucking, Vivian, I have to taste that sweet dripping pussy!" I. You didn’t miss a beat.” She smiled mischievously, “Beginner’s luck.” “Hardly. What was your third first? Bucket list?” “Oh right!” she said, “I forgot. So that is number 4. Number 3 is no one has ever given it to me up the bum. That was a new experience.” “Now I really don’t believe that. You didn’t wince, protest, pull away or hesitate at all. Even girls who love anal make some noise or tell you to go slow.” “Well, aren’t you the voice of experience.” Maisy smiled her smile. “How.