He was clean and… neutral… and … I liked having him in my mouth. It felt right. I began to realise that if I flicked my tongue just so, he woul... give out a large sigh. Instinct told me he liked that, and so, with one hand supporting my own weight, the other wrapped around his bulk, I found a rhythm I thought might simulate how it might be if he was fucking me. Gently, my hand moved up towards me, whilst my lips moved up towards his little hole, and then back down, firm but slow, my hand. As I continue to taste and caress your lips and tongue,my right hand is feeling down beneath your legs – oh god your massive erection is now reaching up past your beautifully firm stomach,and I grasp your shaft firmly at the root and move my hand up and down firmly in a steady motion – you are gazing down as my sexy lacquered nails are wrapped around your enormous cock and this sends you wild with desire - to arouse you even more I vary the speed of my strokes and speed up and slow down at. But about the same time Karen was leaving, the couple got up and left. It was my wife and some guy Karen didn't recognize.That night I confronted my wife about it. She didn't deny anything. We immediately began talking divorce! She wanted out, she didn't even bring up custody of the boys! When I asked she said, "They can live here with you, I'm getting an apartment." She sounded like it was rehearsed. That night she started packing! Within a week it was official. She had been so distant for so. “You know, Lucy. I have divorced about three years ago and she was the only women I have ever slept with. It wasn’t that good. The thing I wanted most of all she would never do to me. I am sure you know what I mean. Using her mouth on me. I know this is very forward but I think you are horny as hell. I was wondering if you ever do that?”“Wow, you don’t mess about.” Lucy pulled herself towards him and felt his manhood and whispered in his ear. “I do do that. Why don’t we go upstairs in a bit and.