I didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know what she wanted me to do. As soon as she was settled, I began eating her pussy which tasted a little ta...ngier than Kathy's but in a good way. Using my tongue on her pussy, I worked as hard and fast as I could, driving my tongue into her and then using it on her clit. “That's it, sissy, eat my pussy! Eat my pussy while my husband is fucking your wife! After him she'll never want your little cock inside her, so get used to that fact. You're more woman. And I’m not sure love is, either.”“Don’t you think Angie deserves the chance to be truly happy? To have what her heart desires the most?”“Yes, of course, but at what price? And at what risk? Do you really think she’s in a state to make that kind of decision?”“Am I? Are you?”“You know, you’re getting pretty good at that rhetorical method.”“As I said, blame my mom; she taught me.”“But rhetoric is a teaching method, NOT a way to solve problems, per se. You can make a good logical argument and. Sure, it went down to just above my knees, but if I would open my legs or slide over the seat, it would hike up, and I would probably be exposing my pussy to the public. And that the last button stopped mid-thigh didn't help at all. So I needed to make sure that I kept my legs closed.Illiana had also a problem with her dress. She always had to make sure that she didn't bend forwards too much, because else she would be exposing her breasts. The dress had no back strap, so it could fall open to. He determined it would be a bad time to stand up.She was as deep in thought as he and was, as he watch, closing her eyes, and opening her mouth a fraction of an inch. He found he could spot her teeth closed lightly on the tip of her tongue when she did this. It infuriated him to know she insisted on waiting until they got married to share any real intimacy.He wondered if she knew about the little turn on motions she made, or if it was all just a part of her mannerism.And wondering was the same.