When I got back they were still talking very close… Carter’s hand was on my wife’s leg…Soon was Carter’s turn to use the bathroom and while ...he was gone I asked my sweet wife if this was one of the black guys that had fucked her real good some times when they were working together at a former office.Ana giggled, saying it was the same guy and added that Carter had taught her how to suck a cock…a black one…My sexy wife gave me an evil grin and smiled, saying that he had a nice ten inches’ cock. "Mr Lenson pulled up his pants and tidied himself up before brushing the hair away from my wife's neck and kissing it deeply. "Next time I'll really make you cum you dirty little tart" he laughed as he nuzzled her and slid his hand over her naked breast.My wife put her hand over his and pressed it into her flesh as the old man continued to lick and suck at her neck. "Mmmm" she moaned, her eyes closed obviously enjoying the feel of his rough old hands on her smooth skin.I left them like this and. Her lips massaged my shaft as she worked it in and out of her mouth, frequently taking a few inches of it into her throat whenever she took my entire length into her mouth. Being in her throat was a sensation that felt very different when compared to being in her pussy. Linda was equally skillful in using her tongue on the head of my cock as she stroked it with her hands. Despite the skills she had giving oral sex, she never wanted me to cum in her mouth. She always wanted to save that part for. " Lita, I do not have good news."She watched my face carefully. I saw sadness overtaking hers. "Brother Bob says that your Tia Estella caught an infection..."The tears welled up. "She is not okay?" Her eyes flicked to mine for the answer. "She ... she is gone?" She is gone. Lita, I am so sorry..."She started to sob. What could I do? I held her in my arms. Let her cry. Shed a tear myself for a woman I'd never met, but who meant so much to my Lita. I let her cry. Held her. Felt her breathing,.