You have a very talented tongue you know.” She gasped as he ran it over her clit for the first time. “Would it be too much to ask if your cock is ...as talented?” Steve took his time replying, lapping at her excited clit for as long as he dared without her exploding in his face. He could already feel the rising tension in her body and noticed that the pitch of her voice had risen a little. It was hard to drag himself from such a sweet prize—so soft and warm against his tongue as it stroked her. . My mother-in-law stayed with us for about 15 days to set the house and we had a reception party mainly to get introduced with neighbours and husband’s seniors.I observed that one Bengali lady Shikha became very friendly with me. She was staying few blocks away from our house in her early 40s. She was very fair with long hairs and though, she was not considered as beautiful with some extra flesh on her breast and hips and I liked her at first sight. We became regular visitor to each other’s. Carla seemed surprised that I called. “I have been asked for my phone number a lot, but never got called. You didn’t ask, I gave it to you and you called.”“Why wouldn’t I call? A beautiful woman spends an evening with a geeky stranger and then asks for more. I would be totally stupid not to see if we could be compatible.” Then I asked “Would you go with me to a play this coming Saturday.She agreed, and that started our dating. We dated exclusively through all of the rest of 1972, and I asked. It turns him on knowing that he is shaving it for someone else to fuck,” I said laughing. I opened my robe to show Emma.“Oh, you are married. I thought you were together,” exclaimed Emma.“Well, we are lovers, but don’t live together,” I explained.“What does hubby say about that?”“He doesn’t know about Chantel, yet,” I explained.“Well yes, I can see it's smooth. Both look stunning,” said Emma.Chantel interrupted, “Come in the bathroom and I will shave yours for you.”“No, it’s okay. I will try at.