I put my head down between your cheeks and lick, lick, lick. You can’t stand it much longer and start moaning again and pushing backwards on to m... tongue. Oh no.... no cuming yet. I start tickling you with my tongue. All those hidden places, all those places that were never ticklish before. You scream for me to stop, not now, I have you in my power. I stand up and place my engorged member next to your face and you open your mouth to taste me. You suck like a mad woman,. ” Pat smiled as I stood up and she pulled his dick back into her eager mouth again. I left them and got dressed and went down stairs and waited for them to join me. They came down about thirty minutes later, they were dressed for work and Sara kissed me. “I hope that your forfeit was okay?” Sara asked, “Please tell me if I am taking things too far.” “I loved my forfeit baby,” I replied, “You can take things as far as you like.” We went to work and I called Sara at lunchtime and she reminded. Part of the way through the wonderful dinner we were having, the man who appeared to be the father of the teens, stopped by our table on the way to the restroom. He smiled, looked me in the face, and said, “My father and sons told me about their good luck and how much fun they had with a beautiful American woman in the shower last night, and even that your husband was watching from outside. I didn’t believe it, but now it’s easy to see that you are truly beautiful and sexy. I will stop by your. ”“No,” I replied, “Just fucking horny.”“I kind of figured that,” she replied matter-of-factly, stepping even closer to where I was seated in my truck. She was now right at my driver’s side window and could very easily see anything and everything in my truck.“Do you have a condom?” she asked.“I’m married,” I replied. “Why would I need a condom?”She scratched at her neck and said, “Good point.”The strong summer wind blew hard. The flap of her V-cut dress opened just enough for me to get a quick.