Do you feel it?” She moaned. “Thrusting in and out, nice and slow.” Her hips were rocking and juice was pouring from her pussy. “Derrick is wa...tching! But I want you to pretend he’s invisible. Does that turn you on?”“Yes!”“How much does it turn you on?”“So much! I’m so horny!”“My dick is bigger than his, isn’t it?”“Yes!”“It feels better!”“God, yes! So much better!”“Look up, Zaleah! Watch me cum! Push the dildo in balls deep!” Zaleah did as he instructed. “Imagine I’m balls deep inside you! I’m. The smell was so strong, but I couldn’t get enough! I couldn’t resist it any longer. I used my hands to slowly and gently spread her ass cheeks, and started to lick her asshole. I licked over her hole a few times, before pushing the tip of my tongue inside her ass. Just as I did, she farted again… PPHHHHRRRRRRrrrr… I felt the air flow over my tongue as I sniffed, inhaling as much as I could. It seemed the more I sniffed and licked her ass, the more she farted. This was heaven! I stayed. ”“You came to the right town. I’ll make some calls in the morning.”Tall, elegant, classy. He was well-connected. At State down in DC. Probably other government relationships I didn’t know about. Here in New York, he was a banker and ran a hedge fund. Handy guy to know.Over dinner, the three of us chatted easily — mostly about our kids. Mindy and Walker. Who, for a short while, were an item. Their little affair couldn’t survive Mindy’s Stanford matriculation. Too many miles, too many years,. “Claire was right; you are a dish,” Ophelia said, slipping out of her clothes. She wore a green bra which gently cradled her nicely formed breasts and a matching pair of panties. The green worked well against her complexion.“When was the last time you were with a woman?” she asked, wrapping her arms around my neck.“Actually, never,” I said, “just a couple of guys.”Ophelia raised her eyebrows. “Well then, please, let me do all the work.” I lay back, closing my eyes as this beautiful woman.