As she approached the convention center she saw the crowd that was gathered in front of it and felt her legs go a little weak. It looked like literall...y every man in town above the age of 18 was present. She saw one of her ex boyfriends hanging around the edge of the crowd and realized that every man meant the ones that she didn’t care for too…She passed through the crowd, feeling a few stray hands brush against her body as she went. She could feel the excitement in the air and some of the men. Brown?" I asked in my most professional voice. "Yes, there's a big problem, please come here!" she replied.I took a deep breath and walked back into the house. I tried to push past her into the kitchen, muttering something about the furnace, completely flustered and knowing that I was busted. "Stop right there", she ordered. I complied, standing way too close to the pile of laundry for my comfort."What happened to my bra?" she asked icily. "Your bra?" I replied, still trying to get out of. Finally he lay on his side. ‘That was fantastic, Angela. Now, stretch out beside me.’ Using her soft inner thigh, near her crotch, as a pillow, he brought his mouth close to her pussy and extended his tongue to touch her clit. ‘Ooooooh!’ gasped Angela. ‘I’m so tender there and so sensitive. ‘Let’s do each other,’ said George. Lying on her side, she pulled his softening manhood into her mouth and pushed a hand between his hairy legs to softly caress his ass. For the next five minutes, my wife. She is excited beyond belief, I can smell her wetness and taste it as I get to the bottom. Working my way up the side and back down from the top I stop at the hood and begin my circles. Her hips moving with the movements of my tongue, her thighs spreading to accept my gifts. Her nipples could cut diamonds at this point as my finger tips gently move across them on their orbital path around her breasts. The smooth inside of labia excites me even more as I work my way down for a little tongue.