”“Oh, Charles, I do like her.” She held up her glass and we touched each other’s. “A good combination of professional competence and slutt... obedience.”At dinner, Charles sat at the head of the table while his wife and I sat on either side near him. I remained naked, both periodically pointing out how my nipples would become erect or my face and upper chest would flush. She explained what she wanted in the expansion of my slut agreement with her husband. She confided that he kept her very. I shot my cream in her mouth and she swallowed the whole thing. Then she went and cleaned her mouth and we both kissed. Then I asked her to sit in the doggy style and I started licking her pussy.She had her first orgasm. Then I asked her to sit and I lay and started sucking and fingering her. I touched her G-spot and I started rubbing it. After 15 minutes she squirted and drenched me by her juices. I wiped myself from the stomach and massaged her legs and arms.Then she hugged me so hard that. He leaped to his feet, and hit me in the shoulder. "You son-of-a-bitch! You're fucking with me?"Normally a love tap like that wouldn't have bothered me in the least, but it made me twist my torso, and I could swear somebody stuck the knife in my back all over again. The pain must have been reflected in my face. I saw him step back nervously."Shit! God, I'm sorry. I keep screwing up. You Ok?" he asked, slowly moving forward again.I carefully rolled onto my back, moving slowly. "Fuck, that. Her scent was delicious – much stronger than a European woman. I pushed a finger into her cunt and massaged her clit with my thumb as my tongue continued working across the whole of her parts. She pulled my face hard against her cunt, locked her thighs tight against my face, and began rubbing herself hard against me. She came. I refused to release her and licked her some more, fucking her with my tongue, fucking her with my fingers, fucking her with my thumb. She came again, and she came.