Around midnight I woke up and sat in the bed as I heard my wife moaning and sometimes having what I knew for sure was a very intense screaming orgasm....My curiosity was now even worse than earlier; so, I quietly stepped out to the hallway and looked through the open door of our marital bedroom…I just could watch as Ana was now being eaten out by Helena…My wife began to moan softly as her lover’s tongue explored her swollen pussy lips and clitoris. Her sweet cunt was dripping wet and some clear. I could feel her wetness on the panty and a faint feminine aroma emanating from the drenched panty . She seemed very conscious and tried pushing me away softly but I was persistent and that led to her giving up on her mild resistance too . The gentle movements of my tongue and the pressure applied by my nose over her panty made her mad and sensing the consent , i placed my hands on the elastic band of her panty . She arched her body again and I quickly removed her panty .My shy , pretty gal had. " You'll have to better than that," he pointed at me. "Answers like that I can get from him." David and I got married early last summer, three days after my 18th birthday. After our honeymoon cruise on the Car ferry on Lake Michigan, David's Uncle Al took us home with him ... to meet his wife, Jean. Jean is one of Dave's Mom's younger sisters. Jean wanted to discuss the magic tongue and sent Dave and Al to the bar where they met a former B-25 pilot, Charlie Arthur, who took flight training with. I'll admit I looked pretty damn cute although I'm guessing most cheerleaders don't wear lace white thigh highs and high heels.Soon after Gunther's guests started to show up. By the time I they all showed up there was eight of them. Gunther had already made some zombie shots so I busied myself delivering them to the guests. To my dismay one of the guests was one of the coaches of my high school football team. I played free safety on the team and was totally worried . He didn't recognize me but I.