I spent the rest of my shift trying to figure out how to explain myself. I played out scenarios in my head but the only hope I had was to be honest. S...o I sat in my car after work Monday morning and texted; I would have expected to be angry but instead when I saw you being pleasured by the guy licking you and heard you moaning I was turned on. I know I should have stopped him when he went to fuck you but you seemed okay with it. When I heard you say no I was going to try and stop him but you. Maira knelt down and sucked on his cock but couldn’t get it up. They chorused, “See!”“I’ve got to rest. She fucked me three times last night.”He dated her every weekend so the guys had to make up the wives’ slack ... tough job! We finally met Marge at a Friday dinner Sam hosted. It was like a potluck with each couple contributing. She was 64 with salt and pepper curly hair, as tall as Sam with big momma boobs and a substantial but not fat older woman’s body. Gil and I later speculated about how. There's a pair of cute young guys drinking at the bar who are ogling me big time. Because they are so cute I've been awarding them some welcoming eye contact from time to time and I turn up the dial on that now. I start really playing the flirty glances with these boys.Thing is, I want to stoke them up. An idea is forming and I want these two hunks doing more than just ogling. I want them thinking of possibilities.It works a dream. They're discussing me in earnest now, it's obvious.OMG it's. Eventually I delved my tongue deep into her love tunnel, triggering more juices and a regular thrusting of Dawns hips as her hands pushed my head harder against her mound. Sighs, moans, and then groans of delight heralded the first orgasm of the day as my tongue continued to intimately explore the depths of her pussy. Dawn bucked on the lounger, her bum lifting to ram her mound onto my mouth and push my tongue to the furthest depth that it could reach. As the orgasm washed over both of us I.