Susie gasped. “Ye — ehhss…”Her nipple strummed out quivering.Mark frowned. “Does it hurt?”His finger flicked across her taut nipple again,... then moved in a circle over the bumpy plumped surface of its pink areola.Susie felt her cunt melt in a flood of steamy juices. “Uhm, not when you do it nice and easy like that. In fact, it feels nice!”Picking up courage once more, he gently placed his palms over her large expanded nipples and rubbed them in a rotating motion, feeling those huge swollen buds. She would have to leave on Thursday and would be back by Saturday afternoon.After Jane had left, I did some jobs in the garden, then as I was feeling tired, I got into bed to have a few hours sleep, I dropped off straight away into the land of nod. I awoke later on by the feeling of my hardening cock being stroked very gently.I thought that Jane had returned for some reason. I then felt a second hand on my cock and a mouth on the tip. I was awake fully now, and I looked down towards my crotch. She shook her head and said, "After all are years of being married, Paul. you always know and what to say to me. You have a way with words." As Dana was talking to me, her hand began to rub my crotch. She knew that she had my undivided attention by the smile on her face. "Paul, you have found the rocks that you wanted, and now I going after the ones that I want. They have no real monetary value, but they are priceless to me." Dana pulled down my zipper and began to stroke my cock. I started to. Or rather, she was as much my servant as I was hers. We loved doing this together. She gave me the most intimate, secret part of her body, and I gave it a comprehensive loving with my tongue. I could play Karen’s arsehole like a concert pianist plays a Steinway.I ran my tongue up each side, trying to feel the crinkles with my tongue. I breathed in the wonderful natural aroma of her. I teased her by slipping my tongue up and down the slide above, where the lower back becomes a smooth, safe pass.