Mmm … …aaaaahhhmmm.. she continued to moan. Her moaning made me more hot as I tasted both 38C sized balls one after another. ‘suck them harder ... sir…..’ she requested. My speed gained momentum as did her moans making the atmosphere more sexy. ‘ooohh. Radha you are marvelous I love them…….’ I almost shouted. Suddenly my mouth broke contact with those alluring boobs as I moved towards her belly button. Encircling and kneading them with my tongue I moved down. My hands. "I don't think I'm ready yet," I told her.She whispered, "I want to feel your great big cock filling me up. I want you and I want you now!"Then I looked at her as she knelt and could feel my cock being enveloped by the warm wetness of her mouth. She gripped my cock at the base and her mouth began the slow move up, sucking, and down my shaft. I held onto her head as she bobbed up and down on my cock.She picked up the pace, stroking faster and faster, and sucking avidly at the same time, and my. ‘Because… because it will hurt more if you leave.’ ‘I’m not planning on it.’ She sniffled, still trying not to cry. ‘Ande told me I was just scared. That I was trying to push you away or something. Like I thought it would hurt less if you left now rather than later.’ ‘The curse of living with a psychology major.’ He laughed and she finally brought her eyes to meet his. ‘Why are you so understanding? I don’t get it. I act like a bitch and you’re sitting here looking like you’re just glad to be. I kissed her once on the tummy, then once on each battered breast, then on her forehead before rolling onto the sticky, semen-encrusted sheet alongside her and enfolding her in my arms. Alice’s eyes were closed. “Thank you…” she began but her voice trailed away. I hugged her tightly, feeling her fit, athletic body lying limply against mine, her legs against my legs, her tummy against my flaccid, sticky cock. “I love you, Hotwife Alice,” I whispered into her blonde hair. Then I fell asleep. *.