By now as was normally the case, Theresa was quite merry and soon downing her vodka and asked for another drink. I went to the bar and as I waited for... our drinks I glanced across and noticed that Denise had casually looked across at Theresa and they had exchanged a polite smile before Denise looked down at her phone as Theresa looked over to see what was keeping me. We sat chatting for another fifteen minutes before Theresa told me she was going to the toilets. As she left Denise picked up her. I'm such a dirty cum addict "I always make sure I have a big load for you're wife". I'm happy to say that as usual he didn't disappoint me and my wife had no problem squeezing her fat ass in her tiny spandex shorts before we left. I watched her walking up to his front door with her ass cheeks peeking out of her shorts so excited. We walked in and went to his living room "you guys love having me dress like a whore don't you" we both went to sit on the couch "sit across from each other so you get. Mind you, smelling someone else’s pussy is much more of a turn-on than just smelling my own. I don’t like a really strong stale odor, that smells fishy, but a fresh pussy smell yumm. So having smelled my pussy a couple of times, Laura suddenly put her mouth on it. She didn’t just touch her lips to it, but put her whole mouth on it. This was completely unexpected by me, and I think I must have jumped back because I felt her hands move to my ass cheeks and gently pull me back towards her. Then I. Though this man was not my husband, in just under an hour, he had transformed my day, no really my life and had showed me what I had been missing. I was thankful almost grateful he had fucked me and I was willing from that point on to please him in any way I could. After a few minutes he rolled me over on my back. I realized he may not have cum, I had certainly not felt him or was he going for seconds? I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to taste him, the preamble had tasted quite.