All of a sudden she stopped and asked if I want to cum in her mouth. I told her that is up to you but I really want to cum all the way down your throa... as I deflower it with my cock. That is when I told her a truly deflowered woman can take a guys cock in her pussy, ask the way down her throat and deep in her ass.She had a look of lustful surprise on her face. She then said she wants me to deflower her throat but also wants to feel it in her mouth when I cum. I told her we have three to four. There was a rack with about twenty pairs of shoes in there from thigh high boots to red stilettos. As soon as I saw them, I lusted after the stilettos. I longed to walk around the room in them. They had a strap across the instep and looked to be about 4″ high.I saw the drawers to the chest of drawers was open and there was all types of underwear in there from thongs to frilly French knickers.And I realised that I would be wearing all of these.On top of the wardrobe, were three wigs, one blonde,. Between his teeth and his tongue my clit was in glory land. Then he slid to my hole and licked the cum and then pushed his long tongue up my cunt. With the tonge at least two inches in the fuck hole, he really began to tongue fuck it. I wanted to bronze that tongue for eternity. When he came up to my tits, his face was covered in cum."Now lets taste these huge melons. I love big tits and can suck them for hours." He went right to work sucking and nibbling my fat nipples. He was a master at tit. He was tall and a stranger, but not dark-haired like Johnny or her fantasy man. None the less, he was extremely handsome. Thyme gasped inadvertently when faced with the sandy-haired young man with sparkling hazel eyes. He looked like he'd stepped out of a J.Crew catalog, all model perfect in a charcoal cashmere V-neck over a white T and loose fitting khakis. He greeted her with a kiss."Hello, darling," he said with a beaming smile. He handed her a bottle of wine. "You must be Thyme. I'm....".