Once in the car I got the AC cranked up on high and started to pull out of the lot. My wife had her legs spread wide and was letting the cold air blow... directly on to her hairless pussy. I asked her if it was wet from sweat? She said yes and there's a load in there too. I tapped the brake pedal as I said you fucked? She said yep. I asked if I could feel it? She said you can play with it all you want, then she turned so her crotch was facing me. I stuck one finger in her then two. She undid her. "When I am no longer Sheriff," I said."Well one never knows how long anything in this world lasts," he said philosophically."Not even you my friend, not even you," I said and hung up.I drifted into what I like to call one of the bullshit times of my life. Nothing of any real consequence was happening. The county attorney suggested I secure an attorney to represent me in a law suit. Seems the family of the black kid I busted a shotgun shell into was suing me. You had to love it I was being sued. The doorbell rang. Em opened the door. Yves was indeed a very sexy man and today he was wearing a black short-sleeved silk shirt and off-white chinos. His shirt was open to the third button revealing a Gallic forest of dark chest hair. Em thought he looked spectacular for a man in his late forties. He took off his can’t-see-me sunglasses and appraised her briefly but hotly before taking her hand and pulling her towards him for the obligatory double mwah-mwah that Europeans insisted on. “Good. Woh apna lund underwear mein se hi mere muh mein daal raha tha. Main uske underwear ko chaat rahi thi.Fir maine uska underwear neeche kiya aur uska lund uchal kar mere muh par laga. Fir maine uske lund ko pyaar se chooma aur lund ke ched ko apni jeebh se sehlane lag gayi. Fir maine uske lund ki ek chuski li aur usko muh mein daalne lagi.Maine uska poora lund apne muh mein daal liya aur usko choos kar uska swaad lene lagi. Amit ko maza aane laga aur woh dheere-dheere horny hone laga. Fir usne.