Just then, the door opened and in walked a man in his 50s, immaculately dressed with a fine head of silvery hear for a man his age. Mrs Wilson turned ...nd smiled upon seeing him."Marie, I'd like you to meet Mr Wilson, my husband, who owns this store" beamed an obviously proud Mrs Wilson.Mr Wilson walked towards me with a warm, welcoming smile. Extending his hand, he took mine in his and held it lightly."Marie, you look stunning" he said, in a very smooth, confident way. "I often take time out to. You pump slowly into me and refuse to let us get too close to cumming until you’ve tasted me properly. Determined, you come out of me, gently slapping my clit with him, and turn around, placing your balls near my mouth expectantly. Parting my other lips with your fingertips, you blow a steady stream of air over the opening, curious how sensitive I’ve become. You continue to blow, enjoying the soft sensation of my suckling. Reaching up with my hand, I guide Him toward my mouth and clamp onto the. " I don't think so; there's another department that handles space stuff for the military. Steve, dear love, let me take you out for a nice dinner and we'll celebrate!"Still holding her, I kissed her and said, "Let's do, but don't you think we need a shower or something first?" as I started caressing her hair, her face, her lovely body."Mmmm. Most definitely!" Stand still, dear Kitten." Slowly, one piece at a time, I carefully unfastened her clothes and undressed her, being sure to caress her. She knew Claude would be at the party, but she didn’t know just yet if she should go. There were complications involved, the biggest one being that she didn’t want to see him, at least not right away. She buried these feelings for him. She never expected to see him again and prepared for the extreme awkwardness of running into him when she had purged all of her romantic feelings for him. They would approach the same situation differently, she imagined, and maybe it wasn’t such a good idea that.