We apart back. She patted on my face. I moved again closer to her gave another kiss. She patted again. I again put my lips on her and started smoochin... her. She was cooperating me in that.Her body was under me and her hands were running on my hairs while my hands were on her waist curves. I had shifted my little weight on her body in such a way that my chest was pushing her breast and my dick was pushing on her vagina.Our legs were crawling with each other. I slowly moved my hands on her navel. They only caused her to release my tip from her mouth so she wouldn’t rake me with her teeth as she laughed. I noticed her hand never lost its hold on my member.“Yeah, “ she said then parodied a black man, “Get on yo knees, bitch. Put the dick back in yo mouth, slut.” I liked this girl. She was actually having fun. “Oh hold on,” she said, stretching around to where her pants laid and fishing out her cell phone. Again I noticed she never lost her grip on the dick.“Good girl,” I thought. Maybe. " What if he won't come?" she asked nervously. "He's watching a game right now." He'll do it if you ask him to. Tell him it's time for dessert." I... I don't know..." Do it, Ellen," I urged. "Then go to the bedroom and call me."I disconnected and watched. She topped up her glass with wine and drank it empty before leaving the table. I watched her leave and return with Brian in tow. He sat at the table as Ellen brought him a drink. She poured more wine, took a big sip and disappeared from view. Personally he was enjoying her newfound sexuality and hoped that it was a permanent thing. It was nice to have a sex explosion after twenty odd years of marriage. At first he was worried that she might be having an affair, but then quickly dismissed the thought. Rebecca just wasn't the type. She was too straight-laced, too moral. Besides, they were as close as ever, so he didn't know why she would be tempted to stray.God, the way she was working her tongue tonight was making him crazy. He.