Among the few happy memories I have retained of my husband the one primary one was that he could eat me out. I always judged a man on how well he ate ...my pussy. A couple did a few brush strokes as if they were white washing a fence...while others used their tongue like Picasso used a brush. My husband was the latter. Rita and I went out for dinner, then to a lesbian club in the city. I felt a little like an intruder at first. We danced and drank and laughed. I started to loosen up. Rita's hands. " Are you ovulating?" I asked."Yes," she said, sounding slightly worried that I'd asked.I thought that answer would scare me off when I asked the question, but at that moment it made me want to cum inside her even more."Okay, as long as you're sure," I said. I quickened my pace, and I could feel my orgasm building up. She must have sensed it. She wrapped her legs around me, looked me in they eyes and said, "I love you." That pushed me over the edge, as my cock started to throb and pump her. As much as I hate to admit it I had somewhat of a crush on my cousin. Besides the looks which is a major plus, she was also very down to earth. Not stuck up like some people I know. As for me I was always a pretty good athlete, playing football, basketball, and track. I played safety in school because of my urge to just hit people and hit them hard.During my junior year, my friends and I decided to go to this Halloween party. My friends and I decided to dress as our favorite super hero. I was. But as it was, Fabrizio's expression was hidden when he made to stand.His throbbing ankle made him stagger for the first few steps, but soon his confident stride returned. Also did that burning need, which arose when Calypso's skin pressed flush to Ragetti's, and all of her was achingly close to him. He walked quickly.Her moistened fingertips dragged tantalizingly along his shoulder blades, and had he not been so resolute he could have dropped her. Hoping that she knew the stern look Ragetti.