We began having sex on a fairly regular basis, at least 2-3 times a week as opposed to 2-3 times every 6 months. At first I didn’t question this…I... was just happy to be getting something from her again. After a couple of weeks, she admitted that there was a guy at work that liked to flirt with her an awful lot, and it had started to make her feel like maybe she was sexy again. As long as it was flirting, there was nothing to worry about, right? One day, I got off work early, and decided to go. Then I went to town stroking his shaft and rubbing his balls. His whole body was shaking and he moaned louder. I got carried away with his big balls,rubbing them vigorously. Afraid I might be overdoing it, he assured me it was great and to keep it up, he was close to cumming. He groaned and started jerking his legs around and told me he was about to shoot.I dropped my head and took his cock in my mouth in time to catch the first rope on the back of my tongue. He shot one rope then another while. I did it soloud that we would have alarmed the entire neighborhood if it hadexisted. May be you liked my screams and that made you burn hotter,because you promptly exploded inside me. You shouted too, although not asrecklessly as I did, and your semen lubricated so much more my rectumthat I felt your cock pushing ahead as if it were about to get outthrough my mouth. And then I just lost conscious.You awake me, swiftly slapping my face, asking me, “Are you alright?” abit worried.“Too much…. I then decide I wanted to see and taste her wet pussy and moved from her nipple with little kisses over her tummy and in to her bush.She was hairy and I watched as I pulled my fingers from her slit and how her chubby lips sucking around my pussy juice coated fingers. I knew she wanted it as much as I when I felt the push of my head guide me to between her legs.One lick of her wet lips and clit with my tongue and I was pushed tight in to her bush, frantically darting my tongue back and forth in.