“You accept?”“I do,” I moaned and leaned forward, dipping beneath her cock to nuzzle my face into her pussy.“Oh, yes, my dear Miss Cassandra...,” she moaned as my tongue slid through the folds of her snatch.I was licking my first pussy. Maybe it was only a dream pussy, but it felt so hot and wet and silky on my lips. My tongue dragged through it while her girl-cock twitched and throbbed on my forehead. My tongue flicked and fluttered through her, lapping at her folds, drinking her sweet juices. Justine, Tamara and Cynthia sat at the other end of the table engaging in some surreptitious hand holding, touching and sensual smiles. Wilhelm was all smiles as well as they all enjoyed their meal and awaited the appearance of Raquel.They did not have long to wait. The sensuous black made her entrance slowly, walking seductively to seat herself beside Wilhelm. She wore the same type of negligee, but for once it was neither her scanty attire, lovely face or luscious body which commanded. Her pussy was completely bare. I liked it that way. I supposed that Emily still had pubic hair. I didn't really know. It would be fun to help her remove it. No, those were not the right thoughts. My loving wife approached as I sat in the chair. Erica knelt and looked up into my eyes. She reached out her hands, opened my pajama fly, and took out my prick. It began to grow as she stroked it. She smiled up at me as she opened her mouth, and took my hardness into her wet lips. She began sucking. She's made a pasta bolognaise but instead of mince she's used diced venison. You can get it from the supermarket. Browned it in butter and simmered in one of the prepared sauces you can buy, she says. I think she is worried about me. What I am eating? Actually the issue is what I should be eating, so I suppose this was partly to give me some ideas. Keeping me in shape for when Jenny gets back. If the day should ever come."So how's things, Joe?" She asks. George leans back and sips his wine. We.