I've been ... well, kind of seeing this guy."Linda's head quickly rose to look her friend in the eye."Oh we haven't really done anything yet, but I'm ...really thinking about it. I just don't know what to do. I really like this guy and I'm afraid I'll lose him if I don't sleep with him." Well let me ask you this," said Linda, "are you willing to lose your husband, if you do sleep with him?" Oh no, of course not. I'm not talking about marrying the guy, just ... you know, having a little fling.". He was smiling and massaging my buttocks. It was still sore with the spanking the day before and his hands were like ice on a wound. I did not say anything as I knew that the clothes I was wearing were telling more about me than I could spell out.Expert hands now moved my skirt up such that now my pussy could be seen. My skirt was now around my waist with my shirt sticking to my body with sweat. The hands were massaging my buttocks while now my big plump, fleshy pussy lips were swollen with. Tell ’em you sideswiped a tree or something, is my advice.’ Look of relief on her face, stammered thanks, shy glances, the whole gratitude package. Just divorced, huh? Summertime, house empty, Chrissie outa the picture for three months, working a due diligence in London for God’s sake, no word from Candice and Ellen for a while, so I was ripe for a piece of fresh. Not greedy, you understand, but definitely ripe. ‘Jamie, you had a bad day already. You sit a minute, lemme go look at your car.’ A. . getting on to his knees.. as i was sitting on the couch.. he come closer and spreads my legs wide open.. "Someone is getting wet" he winks..Coming closer to my pussy, he says.. "You smell so wonderful, just like the desert i was expecting, I'm sure you taste as good as you smell" he slowly slides his tongue into my hole.. a rush ran down my spine.. thinking to my self 'this is wrong, but fuck it feels so good' i let out a slight moan... "Ohhhhh Yeah!"At first was gental, slowly licking and.