I was sure that she was going to finally lick me, but she put her nose in close and breathed in loudly. “Mmm, I love the smell of horny cunt.” She... said looking up at me and winking. At that moment in time, I thought she was the most beautiful, sexy vixen on the planet and I wanted her so badly. I watched her smile, open her mouth, and stick her long tongue out. My whole body was trembling from excitement as the tip of her tongue grazed my lips. Forgetting about my sore posterior, I slid forward. I had closed that part of my past for years until I received an email on my personal account:Mr. Gilliam,Are you the same Bill Gilliam that went to Franklin High School in 1975 and drove a red Pontiac? If you are, please reply. I have thought about you a lot through the years.Love, KarenI answered it before I even thought about it. I probably should have ignored it, but something made me go ahead and write a reply. The emails flew back and forth as we told each other about our lives. I was. "It's something to help you sleep." I looked atCindy. Bennett looked also. Cindy was lying motionless on the floor,staring mindlessly at the ceiling."There's nothing you can do for her." Bennett said. "And I have veryspecial plans for you."***So that's the story.All of it.And it's not a happy ending, either.Right now, I'm kneeling at the feet of a very fat, very marriedcongressman giving him the best head of his life. I know it's greatbecause his whole body is convulsing as I'm sucking him. I sucked and fingered her to perhaps a dozen wild climaxes…and true to her word, she brought me off. Eagerly sucking and licking she took it all, not losing a drop as I came into her greedy mouth. That wasnt enough for her…or me…and she posed leaning against the back of the couch with her feet spread, presenting me her hairless pussy and quivering firm ass cheeks. The remaining semen trickling from the end of my cock plus her own wetness made it easy to impale her with one long thrust. Gripping.