Both of us. "Allow me to help you, dear..." Her soft breast pressed into my lower back. She wasn't tiny up there either. Both of us being about the s...me size and build, only she was taller by a good four inches in bare feet. Quickly retrieving the lipstick and putting all contents back into the purse, I felt her back away as I turned to say that's okay, I can do this. She had righted herself and by the time I turned around, I had naked pussy in my face, soft, smooth and glistening. Fingers. So, if context matters enough to make sex inside a relationship okay, it also suffices to make revenge affairs okay as well. Context and specifically the need for karmic balance require that the punishment for cheating should fit the offense.It shouldn't, as some real nutcases think, exceed the infraction. A revenge affair shouldn't extend long than the original activity. Turning a husband into a cuckold, for example, isn't justice, it is cruelty. It exceeds the actual finite harm of the act.. I had barely turned the car when her head dropped into my lap. She was still enjoying the after effects of her orgasm as she sucked desperately upon my gooey stem. Several times I heard her voice her appreciation for the taste as she bobbed up and down. With her left hand she exposed her breast as she roughly kneaded it between her fingers. I was trying to drive as best as I could, but she was far too ferocious in her sucking. I stopped the car to avoid an accident. We hadn't left the parking. The pressure was a welcomed feeling. As she ate her pasta she couldn’t help but realize he was preoccupied with something other than food. Then again so was she. She was thinking of how it would feel to run her fingers through his soft dark hair and trace his jawline and lips with her fingertips. Letting her hands linger over his rippling muscular body as she slowly teasingly undressed him. Reality snapped her back as a slow soft shower started to cover the dinner and them. She hurriedly.