He was leaking a copious amount of precum. Dan gulped at the erotic, taboo scene in front of him. He had dreamed of this in his fantasies, but now it ...as for real. His wife pulled down on the foreskin and tasted the purple head of the huge cock. She stroked the skin up and down a few more times and then took as much into her mouth as she could. It wasn't much. She got down about four inches and there was six or seven inches left. She could go no further down. Her jaws were already. There was another, very dark secret about the good-looking Mrs. Thompson: Under her cool, professional exterior, she was a lascivious, constantly sexually aroused, horny woman. Shocking, but, it hadn't always been that way. Carol deeply loved her husband, Dave Thompson. Over most of the 35 years that they had been married he had always been an ardent lover, always ready to quench her sexual fires with his own sexual prowess. In those years she had never strayed or been unfaithful to him.. Desperate sitting contently at a table closest to the counter. I moaned when he waved at me and tried to ignore him. He sat in the coffee shop every day for a whole week, three hours a day, that's twenty-one hours! It was pretty creepy but what could I do? He never did anything wrong enough to bust him. He never asked for my number, stared at my boobs or ever tried to touch me. He just smiled at me and kept talking, even though I never listened and never answered. A week and a half after his. The ladies room was full, as she waited her turn she noticed in the mirror a few strands of hair which popped out of the clip holding them in place. She looked down over her 36 DD's, smoothed out her shirt and skirt and turned to take her turn in the stall on the end.After she finished in the ladies room she walked through the hallway back to the bar room. At the end someone grabbed her arm and pulled her into a darkend corner of the bar. He whirled her around so quickly it took her a second.