When he wasn't, he licked his fingers. Then he brought up his left hand a stuck his index and middle fingers in his mouth. Then he removed them and lo...oked up at me sheepishly."Anna, you taste sexy!" From where you got that I'd better taste sexy! Now touch and look at my pussy again. Gently pull the lips apart and look at her inner lips, even lick them if you want to. Gently though!" Yes, that's right. Good!" Now, spread the top of my pussy until you find my clit. I don't know about any other. The guy was wearing his wedding ring and it shined in the TV strobe. I was turned on by the bad-husband spice of this blow job. I sucked him deep a few times and then pulled back on his foreskin to go deep and twist a few more times. I knew what he wanted. He moaned and pushed his cock into my mouth and pressed my head into the wall. I saw and felt he was also leaning forward, probably holding himself up on the wall with his forearm above his head. Like the other guy, He began face fucking me. I wanted to tease him a bit and I didn't want him to cum too soon either. I selfishly wanted to enjoy this moment myself. I started to work my lips and tongue up his shaft. I made sure my pace was nice and slow; making sure I didn't miss a spot. His dick was getting harder now as I mouthed and licked the shaft on my way up to the head. I loved the feeling of a hardening cock on my lips, tongue and in my hand. I flicked my tongue all around the head spending time to lick the drops of precum. My husband was standing there with a look of helplessness on his face which only increased my lust and desire to have this cock in my pussy the fact that there were several customers in the shop only made it even exciting,after a few minutes l stood up and looking at my husband smiled and said 'Look slave he's so big and hard l can't wait to get it into my pussy where he'll then deposit his lovely thick spunk and you can then do what your so good at and clean me out' his only response was to.