“Would you like to be eaten out?” I heard Lisa ask in a whisper “Damnnn you Lisa! Make me mad, come on. I want..” before I was done talking sh... pulled off my panties aggressively and brought her hands inside me again, rubbing me faster this time “Ohhh Lisa, yes! Yes please, come on, Don't STOPPP…” but she stopped when I kept moaning. And brought her lips to my pussy. I first felt a soft cold flesh inside me, it was her tongue.“Lissssssssssa!!!” I pulled her hair so hard as I was unable to. I didn’t, I couldn’t - she’d know. Another 10 minutes went by and I heard muffled voices and giggling. I was hoping it was all over and we could go home. I snook upstairs and put my ear as close to the bedroom as I could and made out some of the conversation. “I think I’m ready to cum now, he must be bored downstairs”. Charles said. “Ok, where are you going to cum?” My wife asked.“In this sweet married pussy” he replied. With that, the thrusts started to get faster and deeper with heavy. I opened it and read what the PI found.Nancy Montoya, age 35. Son, Ruben Montoya, age 14. Address: 1145 Lexington Avenue, Groveport, Ohio. Phone numbers: cell 614-555-1478, home 614-555-8923. No phone listed for Ruben.Interesting that she hadn't changed her name. I guess it was to keep the same name as our son. I was surprised that she hadn't remarried and that no one had adopted Ruben. She was a gorgeous woman, one most men noticed, and could have any man she wanted. Maybe she was just living. I tried to imagine what would happen if she should get out of her trance and found me in her room, I was too embarrassed even to think about it.Then before I had time to think I asked her."Have you ever kiss him passionately on the lips?"Again there was a long pause but finally she did answer."Yes, very often."Even though I was half expecting as much, it was still a surprise to hear it from her own lips. But even then, at the back of my mind, I was half hoping than nothing was going on between.