Using my fingers to spread her pussy hair apart, I thrust my tongue inside her, causing her to moan "fuck yessss" as I licked and pulled on the chain.... Her pussy tasted amazing! A bit like the smell, but less pronounced and she was VERY wet! Letting go of the chain, I dove into her pussy, my hands holding her hips, as I licked and sucked alternating on her clit and her engorged pussy lips. Her moans were getting louder. Every now and then I tug on the chain pulling her nipples which made her. On Sunday morning Stan once again took himself off into town in search of a late breakfast. This time he went straight to Iorio's.He walked in, nodded at the man behind the counter, said "Hello!" and sat on one of the tall bar stools there. The guy, who Stan assumed was the proprietor, said "Hi. You were here this time last week, weren't you? My name's Tony. What can I get you?" Oh, Hi! Yes, I was. It's Stan, by the way. Er, I'll have a double espresso and a turkey-bacon panini, please."As Tony. He didn't leer or stare. And the first time I brought him home to see Aunt Jen, I grabbed his hand. At first I thought 'big mistake, Kim!' but he just sort of looked at me and didn't pull back, and it was like electricity making a connection. At least to me.Another thing: Guy's fit. That was obvious to me the first day we swam together. He didn't know that I was a pretty competitive swimmer and I let him do his best to try to beat me. He did make me use most of what I have, and then laughed. Dawn excused herself and took her mobile into the kitchen to talk. “Everything is fine,” she responded before telling him about their conversation earlier.“So he’s okay with getting cuckolded to keep his job?”“It’s hard to say exactly,” she responded. “I think he feels bad about letting you fuck me to keep him in a job but at the same time, he’s enjoying being cuckolded. He loved hearing about what we did. He came in my hand very quickly.”He chuckled. “I think I know what you mean though,”.