Last i remember was that he was still on her mound, licking and his hands on her big-big boobs and she stroking his small but fully erect dick. Next m...orning when i woke up, i saw both these people had got up from bed and were not in the room. I also posed as if i had not seen anything. But to my surprise, raman started behaving as if he had seen me with my hands on my dick. He asked me a question which startled me. He asked how come my pajam was wet- is it shagging or night fall. We were open. Then several days latter, it happened again, this time while she was talking to her son. But this time it was stronger and she realized that her heart was trying to stop. The dragon didn't know what to do. Dracon, the woman's son however knew what was wrong and what needed to be done. He told his father that he was the cause of his mother's pain and that her heart could no longer support him. He also knew that he was old enough and developed enough to be born but was not small enough. He asked. Our feeling of disconnection with each other was finally fading. Our marriage was crossing the traditional boundaries into new territory, a place where we took on new social roles and positions to adapt to the changing dynamics of our social and sexual relationship. My place in Anna's life was clarifying itself. My dick may not have anymore business in my wife's pussy, but my tongue did. This would be one of my new roles as Anna's husband: to get on my knees and suck pussy. And I sucked it for. I had never tasted my own cum before. The aftertaste was very salty. I raised my hand and began to caress her breast while my other hand explored her ass. Her tongue was dancing in and out of my mouth as I lowered my hands and began to pull her skirt up. "What are you doing?" she quietly said into my ear. I looked into her eyes while trying to get into her pants and shuttered, "I want to lick you." I was so turned on by her and needed to make orgasm and I couldn't wait. She grabbed my.