“Ronnie that skirt doesn’t cover anything up. Surely you are not going out like that?”“Yes, you saw Sue the other night when she picked me up.... You didn’t comment on her dress.”“I’m not responsible for Sue, but you are my wife. I don’t want you going out looking like that. I’ve seen strippers who are covered up more than you are now.”“Don’t carry on Ron. The only people who are going to see me like this are going to see a lot more of me than this skirt shows before the night is over.”“What about. He invite me in. The cabin was small probably 20 by 20. A third which was where the door was as you entered was the kitchen with a bathroom at the back. The other part of the cabin was his bedroom with a queen bed and a closet at the end of the bed with sliding glass doors.The one on the right was open and a large flat screen TV was on there providing light for the room. I started to undress and placing my clothes on the dresser by the door. He got some lotion out of a drawer and laid down. ”I was too glad to oblige. Then we were in the 69 position with my head bobbing up and down his swelling shaft. My pussy perched perfectly over his hungry mouth. I started groaning as his tongue and lips explored the depths of my pussy.I didn’t know that at the age of 46 my pussy would be aching for fucks. We carried on the mutual mouth serving of our genitals with immense pleasure. Feeling the warmth of my son’s cock in my mouth. His groans and appreciation of the taste of my pussy provided. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his head and, using her hands and her strong, young thighs, she held her father an exquisite prisoner as she rode out the second intense cum of the night, pouring her free-flowing girl-honey straight into his voracious, sucking mouth. Darius kept licking, sucking, and pushing his finger deeper into her tight vag, doing everything he could to prolong her delicious orgasm. Instead of relenting, her peak intensified, and she began chanting,.