“Well, here you are,” I say.She says nothing, sitting, staring out of the window. I let my fingers linger on her leg. She turns, looking as if she...’s come to a decision. “When…” she says. Then she falls silent. She swallows. I can see her collect herself. Her mouth opens. “When… When are you going to fuck me?”I get the feeling she’s been practicing this, in her mind, if not out loud.“What are you doing Friday?” I ask casually.“No,” she breathes. “It’s Cuck’s birthday on Friday. We’ve got people. Are you going to play with it?” said Mary Lou.“I am going to make love to your vagina and eat you out. I am going to have my tongue on your lips and over your clit. It is going to get messy between your legs. Your bald vagina looks delicious.”“Call it my pussy. I want you to lick and suck my pussy. You can use your fingers to rub inside me. I want to have an orgasm,” said Mary Lou.“Your juice is dripping out of your pussy. I need to clean up the mess. I will use my tongue.”I got on the bed in. Barbara moaned and spread her legs wider as I licked ever higher onto her pussy, teasing it gently for a moment before retreating. Moaning, she reached down and stroked my hair and gently caressed the muscles of my neck as I blew ever so softly on her clit, a sensation that brought her even closer to an orgasm. I took the little nub between my lips and sucked on it gently, the sensation causing Barbara to moan again. As I pulled back and releases my suction, I started using my amazing tongue in. The end of the night she needed a ride i told her i could take her, she told me she didnt want to go home yet she wanted to hang out, it was getting late i told her if she wants we can hang at my house for a little i have stuff to drink and we can talk. she was all in for that.we get to my place we talked and drank enjoying each others comapny it was nicenow i was not thinking about sex with her untill i asked about her husband. her husband all he wants to do is go fishing, watch tv,drink.