Suddenly I was mortified. ‘Yes.... No!’ I shrieked, other diners were logging onto our conversation. ‘I’m not a hotel hooker,’ I squeaked, ...ow it was my turn to wear the hurt face. I downed my fork and prepared to leave, retrieving my handbag from the floor by the chair. ‘No you don’t young lady,’ he said forcefully reaching across the table and grabbing my wrist. ‘We need to talk.’ We dumped the meal and headed for the lounge much to the relief, or possibly disappointment of the other. I felt several hands groping my vagina and my ass cheeks were now being spread wide and then the incredible sensation. It felt wonderful then I realized it felt like a tongue sliding slowly the whole length of my crack. It moved up and down making me wetter with each pass. I could feel the tongue starting to circle my anus and press against my opening I was getting to the point where I needed to cum badly. My husband was asking what was happening so I decided to describe every detail as I. "Now in going to push and pull your head you suck it like a lollypop" so I did what he said. He kept pushing my head and I kept sucking. My eyes were watering as he slammed his penis in and out my mouth. I wasn't sure I liked it. He kept pushing it in and out as he groaned and made strange noises. His penis was going down my throat and in and out until it stiffened like the other day and he screamed out " I'm cumming baby I'm cumming take all Poppys cum. Drink it all" I tried so hard to swallow. I grab your legs and turn you around, bring on leg up I come up behind you and scissor myself between you. You grab my leg and pull it close to you as I push my throbbing cock harder into you. Pushing myself deep inside you, going as far as I can go, and rubbing up and down you. My hand grabs your breast and squeezes hard, rolling your nipple within my finger. I keep fucking you, as you whine “Oh god yes… right there. Keep fucking me there. MMMMM”. And with that I continue to move harder and.