She had a while before that was going to happen so it wasn’t something she had to worry about. After she had lunch she checked the clock, two and ... half hours until she had to pick up the kids. Maybe she would take a look at the internet. She logged on and checked her email, then looked at a few face book pages for some friends and relatives. She looked at the news for a bit but knew she was just stalling. She hit the ‘private browsing’ icon and typed in ‘subspace.org’. This was the site. I grabbed her and pulled her up so I had her pussy in my face. Her head was on the ground as I spread her open and licked her pussy. I stuck my tongue in her as far as I could. I sucked on that pussy slobbering on it even spit on it and rubbed it . I ran my middle finger along her slit letting my finger go inside of her . I let her down and put my cock right on her pussy lay it there in between her open legs. She reaches up and rubs it and moves it all over her pussy . I grab my cock and i rub. There was no doubt she was formidable. He offered her sherry, having lifted a bottle from the drawing room, along with a couple of glasses. They sat at the window seat, sipping the sherry, neither quite knowing what to say, or how to break the spell. In desperation he said that he had dreamed of her visiting him often over the last few years and tonight she was to call him just Monty, and she was Betty, his date, not the young master and the cook, not age different folk but…but someone he had. All my senses were on overload. Carol started her sex talk, "More, I want more, cock, cock, fuck meeee." She was out of control, sweat dripping off her, mouth gaping, humping, sexing, fucking, sucking, moaning. John groaned, "I'm going to cum." I reached down, grabbed his cock out of Carol and stroked it furiously. He exploded with cum, shooting on her tits, in her hair. on my hand. I rubbed it into Carol's hot skin and leaned down to lick it off her tits.As I licked her tits Carol.