I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist her. Not especially when she comes here in short skirts with her legs opened so widely. Let me make it up to you, ple...se,’ said Jim. ‘How can you possibly make it up to me,’ ‘Please, wait here. I want to show you something,’ said Jim as he went into his room, came out and handed Matt a photograph of a little girl around Abby’s age or possibly younger. ‘What’s this?’ said Matt. ‘As you already knew the reason why I was divorced. I told you before, my ex-wife found. She lay in a gasping heap cradling her gorgeous boobs.I lay next to her and held her close."Am I still a virgin?" she asked me"Technically yes, TECHNICALLY girls don't count" I reassured her "you can have as many as you want and still be a virgin"As I lay next to her we started kissing again, and this time I finger fucked her tight little cunt, she came again. Her hole was scalding hot and dripping wet under my touch. She lay panting and giggling, and we kissed some more. "DO stop by again" I. "Do me", she murmured as she slid the tip of her wet tongue into my ear. Her breasts compressed on either side of my arm and her pussy pressed into my hip. I must have been concentrating very intently on my beer and the similarities between Osama bin Laden and my ex-wife - they have a lot in common - to have not noticed her approach.I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wash of her wet tongue, those two little words, and her proximity. My whole body tingled; she was turning me on. Blood rushed to my. Oh it felt so damn good, but not as good as when her hand slipped under the lingere bottoms and her fingers slipped into my aching, wet pussy. I wanted all of her at this point so I quickly slipped out of the rest of the outfit, as did she. Nicole then gently pushed me back down on the couch and began softly kissing my thighs. I wanted her so much at this point. I was so wet it was unreal. I watched her kiss closer and closer to my waitng pussy, and finally I felt her tounge lick my burning.