“Frank...” she called weakly.Her face was lowered, her eyes closed. She was defeated. Her whole body ached. Her cunt, running on the sawhorse rail... was swollen and hot and slippery and wet. The aching in her spine seemed to mingle deeply with the sharp pleasure rising in her throbbing nipples and the softness of her cunt lips ... to make the girl feel so mellow and sweet and kittenish ... she began to purr and rub her cunt along the wood again ... very slowly ... very very slowly ... and to. She had already warmed up the foot bath in her giant spa chair andshe told me to soak my feet while she worked on my hands. She told me shewould be giving me a set of acrylic nails and that Laura had specifiedthat they be one full inch beyond my finger tips. Johanna had the sexiestspiky haircut and she just glowed with a great smile - very differentfrom the stern Greta. I wondered out loud how I would be able to returnto my apartment that night and then leave again in the morning. Johannatold. How had my wife of 20 years, a 57 year old, conservative, church-going, business woman, and mother of 2, come to this point of being on her knees servicing a stranger? Given her southern heritage, the fact that she was enthusiastically sucking black cock was nothing less than stunning.We had traveled to San Francisco on yet another business trip and ended up in a hotel near the airport on Sunday afternoon. After unpacking, we laid on the bed and began to tease each other about our sexual. The thought of her made me get up and look out the window. There she was tanning in her backyard by the pool. I instantly stuck my hand in my boxers and fondled my balls. She was steaming. I would do anything for a taste of her ass. I heard footsteps and hurried back to the couch, faking sleep.“ Isaac, wake up, “ my wife said as I woke upgroggy. “ Emily from next door is gonna check on you and make sure you’re taking your medicine. I’ve gotta get some sleep since they want me to work tonight. “.