‘So what did she say, what did the two of you talk about?’ ‘Well… the first time she came, she mentioned how she tried to kiss you and your re...action… but I get the feeling that that bit is all history now anyway — judging by what you’ve just been talking about…’ ‘Yes… I can honestly say that we are truly beyond the just friendly not even kissing bit now, in fact it’s all got rather complicated, and I’m a little bewildered by how it’s all happening now…’ ‘Look Peter, I’m really sorry — but I’m. I stripped. She watched and if she was salivating, it wasn’t obvious. “Everything, please.” I had intended to but I thought a little display of modesty might wind her up a bit so I hesitated, then slowly eased my knickers down. She stood up and came close. She touched me, first my hair, then my face, then my shoulder, then her hands grazed down my arms and she moved close. I could smell brandy on her breath. She loosened her tie (yes, a real man’s tie but, unusually, done right up – she even. No one could see my hand caressing her knee and begin to move up her leg under her dress and along the soft, warm skin of her inner thigh. She let out another soft sigh as she parted her legs to give my bold hand access to her secrets. I could feel her heart beat faster as I whispered how much I wanted her and my fingers touched the heat of her pussy through the thin barrier of her panties. Her eyes fluttered as she looked to see if her husband was watching. He was busy with his cronies as she. As she recovered, Anita knelt down in front of Tom, slipping down his boxers, to let out a tremendous black cock, at least nine inches’ long. My sweet wife skillfully slipped half of it into her mouth, without gagging and she held it there for some seconds…She suddenly pulled out and ran her velvet tongue up and down his whole shaft and onto his helmet, making the black bastard moan…Meanwhile, Phillip knelt down behind Ana and he ripped off the tiny thong she was wearing. He threw the pieces.