I gently lick your swollen lips and lick upwards towards your clit, flicking my tongue across the top of it. I hear you breath in quickly and a ligh... moan escape your lips. I move up and start to run circles around your clit with my tongue and then clamping down firmly and sucking hard. I lick and suck hard on your clit, stretching it back and flicking my tongue across it even faster now. I stretch it as far as it will go and then release it, amazed at how much bigger it is now. I. Would sheregret that decision later? I also hated Donna with a passion. "Don'tgive her to Donna. No one deserves what that bitch does to 'em, 'ceptmaybe that shithead that tried to kill you. Promise me that as yourfriend." OK. I guess you are right." She paused. "Yeah, you are right." And you know if you give her to the fat bastard, you'll never see heragain." I let the comment hang."What else can I do, John? I'm not sure I can keep her here. I think Ican trust her by now, but..." she trailed. As I got drunker, my wife started looking like she did back when she was happier and hotter than hell, at least, she appeared that way to me. The way she kept staring at me, it seemed like she felt the same about me and I was going to get some sloppy drunk sexy time tonight. But once Breanna started flirting with me, all chances of me getting laid by my wife went out the window. Breanna was wearing a stretchy pink tank top that showed off her nice round tits and perky little nips. She was young. I'd just finished speaking to my sister who had pretty much begged me to have my nephew to stay for a few weeks. By all accounts he had been driving his parents up the wall with the usual adolescent behaviour. Far from feeling put upon I gladly accepted, after all it's not like I had much else to fill my days with.I'm married to a successful business man and we live a more than privileged lifestyle. But it comes with a major drawback; I rarely get to see my husband thanks to his total consuming.