T stood up and crouched down on the floor between mum’s legs, he opened them wider and pulled her knickers to one side, bent forward and licked her ...rack, she groaned and gasped as he built up her climax.I stood up and stripped off, kneeling back down on the couch mum grabbed my cock and tugged me, as I fondled her tits it was obvious by the hardness of her nipples she was close to coming. As T licked away, she suddenly let go of me, grabbed the couch cushion and moaned out her orgasm as I. Otherwise, we both know I would be writhing all over the bed at this point. I have never been able to hold still.Ben knows my body as well as I know it myself. Maybe better in some ways. Ever so lightly he pinches my clit between his thumb and forefinger. Then, he gently rolls it back and forth, varying the pressure, but always just right. At the same time, he curls the fingers of his other hand in search of the little ridges on the roof of my pussy that mark the location of my G-spot. Quickly. I always use a little KY before I leave home but not enough for what he had in mind. Guess the older creep never heard of spit either.I spin around and drop down to my knees, hoping a blow job will distract him. He's short dicked but thick, mostly a meaty head at first glance. I lick him up and down, work his head and get him all slick with spit. He grabs my head and starts fucking my face with his short log, now hard but fleshy. He gestures for me to stand and starts playing playing with my. ....Love?.... What did that mean any more?A pal put me up for a few days, and I told him, like I told the office that Jenny and I had argued really bad. I couldn't tell them the truth, I couldn't. How do you tell anyone that you've just discovered that you've been married and in love with a prostitute, who'd been cheating on you the whole time you've known her.Jenny tried to contact me of course, and Sarah my PA, kept telling me how upset she was, and for that matter what a state I was in.Just.