I ran my fingers over the head and then down the shaft. He let a sigh escape. It turned into a growl as I circled his cock and squeezed. Tiny, clear d...ops came to the head. I put my tongue to the salty liquid and ran my tongue over the head of his penis. My lips barely touched him. I tasted all of his cock. I wanted to know him now as I once used to. His penis strained at each lap of my tongue. His hands softly dug their way into my hair. He urged me to put my mouth over his cock. I felt the. ..OH MY BUM!” she squealed as she grasped her buttocks and frantically rubbed herself. Putting the cane down, I allowed Michelle a few moments to recover. “You okay?” I asked. “Yes, yes I’m fine, that was really, really...... something.” she replied.With the caning now over I allowed my hand to explore the now rugged terrain of Michelle’s well-striped buttocks before slipping my fingers between her sumptuous thighs feeling the dripping warmth around her luscious cunt lips. With my thumb pressed. Much to my surprise, she had never thought of this. In fact, she didn't even realize that she held herself back sexually until we talked. So I wanted to know, what made her hot?Her answer stunned me. Without stuttering or blushing, she said that she loved when we had sex after a few drinks. I didn't know that I did this, but apparently I treat her differently, less like my loving wife and more like a hot piece of ass to fuck. And she loves it!I had to know more about this. What exactly did I do. But she assured me everything would and that I was her date and I looked her and she smiled at me and made melt inside.So we got to the party and I got some drinks in me so I could relax a bit. After that Ann asked me to dance and after so many drinks I said fuck it why not. So we got on the dance floor and some reggae music was playing so she started gyrating her ass against my crotch and I put my hands on her hips and went along with her motions to match. She looked back at me with a look of.