Speechless.I jumped up, stammered some sort of excuse as to why I had to go right that instant, grabbed my purse and bolted out the door.That was the ...ast time we saw or talked to each other.“And now I just can’t get her out of my head - the image of us together. I want to be with her, Mitchell.”I could hear my husband breath in sharply.“Are you asking my permission?” he asked.“I guess,” I said timidly.He laughed.“Em.” He always called me Em instead of my full name, Emma. “You do realize you’re. He hungrily kisses her mouth, parting her lips, forcing in his tongue. All the while playing with her tits. He breaks the kiss and starts to move down her body. Planting kisses along her collarbone, making his way to her left breast he opens his mouth and exhales on her nipple, causing her to arch her back again, with her eyes rolled back she hasn’t a clue that she is currently on being watched. However he is taking full advantage of the fact and putting on a great show. He glances my way and. She reached underneath me with her other hand and began gently stroking my balls and the root of my cock. I was lost in pleasure, waiting for the motion of Cassie’s hands to bring me to a climax. But then, quite unexpectedly, she stopped the massage and asked me: “Would you like to fuck me Steven?” “Of course, Cassie, why wouldn’t I?” There was no sudden movement, Cassie just whispered to me to contract the muscles around her finger and gradually eased her finger out from my arse. She kissed me. “You must be so wet right now. I’d love to lick your pretty little pussy and suck on your clit.”Just as those words were spoken I was positioning myself in between my best friend’s legs kissing her slit. She was writhing and pulling on my bed sheets, moaning softly. I licked her clit and sucked it between my lips, moaning with her as if I was experiencing every little thing she was experiencing at that moment. She tasted so good, and I couldn’t get over the fact she was even letting me do.