Our relationship was strong we were totally in love, I asked her to marry me to make me complete. She accepted my proposal. I met her family, her fat...er liked me, he told me in confidence one day that he had never like the ponce she had chosen to be her first husband. He was a bloody accountant of all things, lawyers hate them. Her mother thought I was wonderful too. My folks just loved her, they were overjoyed, thinking she was a saint for taking me off their hands. My sister Julie told me. Expertly James slid his hand up hooking one finger under the silk G-string and pulling it aside. By doing this he exposed his wife’s anus and waxed pussy. James did not wait, he ran his tongue down over his wife’s tight anus before parting her pussy lips with his tongue. It was so smooth and wet his tongue very easily parted her finding the entry to her hot wet pussy. “Fuck my cunt,” Sally screamed as James’s tongue entered her pussy from behind. The feeling of his wet tongue lapping up her. “You never mentioned any boyfriends, Erica, or exes at all. What’s your backstory, your history?” I turned to my blonde, Italian fellatrix.“Oh, well, actually, my last relationship was in college, and it wasn’t with a man. I took that breakup very hard, so it’s been a while for me indeed. It’s been painful to talk about ... and embarrassing. She was married, she was my professor, and she promised that she and I had a future. Instead, she dumped me in the most humiliating way that she could, and. Usually I drink only one but that evening I drank two. For once. And maybe that's why I had a strange dream. Or maybe the cause was rooted in the green salad I stuffed myself. If so, then the nitrates definitely can do miracles.I was sleeping meekly and soundly when I saw a lovely girl. She had a long copperblond hair, pale blue eyes and body of a model. I continued sleeping nonchalantly, pretending not to be interested.She fluttered her eyelashes and gave me a smile. I blushed in my dream and.