You moan in protest."Just let me shut the door..." I laugh as you pull off my coat and pull me to you by my hips."Let them see... let all the neighbor... see... I don't care if they watch us."After what we just did, you kind of have a point. I just manage to get the door shut before you pull me to you again from behind and start kissing my neck and biting my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine. You reach under my shirt, pushing my bra up, not even bothering to unhook it, and help yourself to. I gazed up at him and acted like anyhorny wife or stripper would. Usually id have refused to do this foranyone, but in my wifes body, it felt normal and natural to do this.Sliding my soft lips back and forth along her shaft, I held onto her asshe moaned and shook while my tongue swirled around her shaft.After we recovered and dried ourselves off, I changed into a pair of silkpanties, then sat down to slide a garter belt up around my hips, then satdown to roll a pair of matching silk stockings. …First, NO – my husband doesn’t really know. What’s more… he can NEVER know. Second, I love cock. What’s more …I love young cock and young cock of a certain …quality shall we say?’ He nodded slightly, not able to believe this was happening as her hand now groped his balls, which felt to her like a pair of warm hairy boiled eggs in her hand. She was amazed. Ohhhh what a big piece of lap-lumber he had! She’d actually underestimated things a bit, by the feel in her grip she guessed him to be. She repeated it equally. She stroked them equally. And she took turns giving them a slow suck, working her tongue, lips, and famous suction technique. It was perfect equality. All part of being a true professional at sucking cock.When the men spoke, it was too each other, and Cassie found it amusing that she had turned these savvy spoken businessmen into guys with juvenile vocabulary:"God, what a fucking mouth on this lady."Like girls in :dkontakte.commmmm ;)"Who the fuck taught her that?"It.