She came back with two cold drinks rubbing the glasses against her big nippes making them red and hard. She dipped a finger into her Coke and ran it u...p and down her slit, parting the haor and showing her pink hard clitoris. She told me that it was just like a small version of a cock except it didnt shoot cum but felt really good if it was rubbed or licked.I didnt need to be asked I just got on my knees and pushed my tongue against the hard pink lump causing her to say "Oh Fuck" so loudly I was. He squeezed that too this time very hard and I might have moved a little with pleasure. He kept still as my body moved a little and then I lay still again. When he was sure that I was in sleep he just lifted my leg slowly and then with one of his hands he put his finger inside my gown and touched me on the opening of my wet pussy lips. Wow.. ! He then pushed his finger slowly inside my pussy and it slid in easily as I was very wet in there. He must have felt surprised about my wetness. I could. But it was that old mistake of parking alongside a post; then forgetting it was there when pulling away! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!Taking his new car out for a spin had been an act of rebellion; but it had back-fired on me and Richard did not fall into the hen-pecked hubby category; No sir; he could be a mean bastard.He would have hit the roof simply learning I’d even taken it round the block! But I had one saving grace; Richard was away in Seattle on business.My husband’s new car could be made. He commented on the dry white wine, "Mmm, this Pouilly fuisse goes quite well with the fish. Wouldn't have thought so, but who am I?"Ashley was hesitant, then joined in, "I am from California and we are not allowed to admire French wine, but since no one is listening, I agree with Bill." The other six people at the table laughed and offered their glasses for a toast.In spite of the rather humorous during and after-dinner awards speakers, the revelers were ready to hear the heavy beat of the.