I would just love to bring her to the counter and lay her down. I’d kiss and hold her while I remove her clothes. I would then spread her legs and... lick her to orgasm. Instead, I just watch her flutter around the kitchen helping the children. I read the paper and look at her, fantasizing about how I’d fuck her. I knew it was wrong, but she really gets me very excited. I’m hoping that after she brings the children to school, I’ll have the courage to approach her and tell her how I want. .” She took a deep breath and added, “Maybe it’s the stress.”“And?” The simple word was spoken sharply, a quick rebuke of her incomplete answer.“Huh? Oh! I guess my flow is about normal.”“Hmmm...” Another pull, and Amber could feel the tampon sliding out of her. There was more lapping, and then the tongue stopped at her urethra opening. Amber sighed and trembled in despair. She could feel what he was doing. He had one hand pressing against the center of her butt. Amber guessed it was holding up. She hadn't drawn blood, but they would be noticeable for a couple days. His head had burned like crazy when the shampoo hit his scalp, but it didn't feel like Sophie had done enough damage to warrant stitches. But he stank of gardenia shampoo and body talc and with every step the smell of infidelity moved with him.He came out of the bathroom in a towel to see Sophie watching something on the tv with the sound turned down.John had never taken a walk of shame. When he was an asshole, it never. Kuch der baad main ne uski choot chatna shoroo ki or who mera lund mun main laikar choosnay lagi. Mujh ko bhi maza aaraha tha main ne us se kaha keh or choos randi to usnay or zor se choosna shuroo kar dia ab mera lund uski choot main janay ko beqarar tha main ne uski tangain utha kar apnay kandhon per rakhi apnay laund ki topi par thora sa thook lagaya or topi uski choot ke mun per rakh di or us se kaha ke randi tayar ho ja awazna aay phir main ne us ke. Babbon ko pakadkar aik zordar dhakka.