You see my husband is a great guy with a great job and does everything he can to make me happy, but when it comes to my sex life things couldn't be wo...se. You see my husband is selfish when it comes to sex. Once he gets off, he's done. We can only do it one of two ways, it's either him on top and me on my back or me on top and him on my back and that's it. I couldn't tell you what the problem is because I really don't know. It's been like this ever since we met. I'm sure you're asking yourself. When she’d bent fully over, she stayed like that for a few moments, looking back at the crowd up, side down, through her legs. She laughed at their concentration on her genitals. She stood up and turned around so they could see her neatly-trimmed pubes splitting the curve of her hips.“Here you go, Juliette! Thank you for taking them.”As she took the underwear, she brought them up, and then said, loudly enough for the mic and therefore everyone to hear, “Wow! These are so wet! Are you getting. This sent him off and before I knew it he was pumping a load of lovely sperm into my mouth and down my throat. I didn’t stop there I kept him in my mouth as I played with his balls and asshole which drove him nuts. I sucked every bit he shot and then I licked his shaft clean for him, I sat up and he said that he wished he could return the favor and eat me out but by the look of my labia he wasn’t sure that it would be enjoyable for me. I told him to give it a try and he was between my open lags. I could taste the stale alcohol on her breath. I tried to pull away. Okay, I didn't try long but I did try.I felt her hand move up and down my naked back. The halter top dress didn't offer me much protection. Those hands had a lot more to do with the brevity of my struggle than her tongue fully inside my mouth. She gave great hand. I was trying hard not to moan and beg. I lost the battle when her hand dipped inside the waste band of my skirt. I felt her fingers deftly slip inside my panties and.