I turned again leaning my head back on her shoulder, she licked my throat then bit my neck. The pleasure almost made my knees buckle. She held me but ...removed her hand from my cunt. She reached up and put her fingers to my mouth. I licked my juice from her long fingers, pausing to suck them into my mouth. I was so close I could feel her breathing quicken. She leaned down “Wanna leave?” I nodded. She took my hand and we left the club. I stepped through the door into her small apartment. She was. He whispered “your mouth is incredible, this is so much better than edging.” I just looked up into his eyes and smiled. This was going great, I couldn’t wait to have him shoot into my mouth but all of a sudden, things took a turn. Paul whispered to me “do you think about getting fucked?” “All the time” I huskily responded as I continued to worship him. “Do you want me to fuck you now?” Wait, what? Fuck me, here? Now? I don’t want to be fucked, I wanted to taste his cum. So, how do I respond?. Finally I slowed down and rose up to be greeted with a very wet kiss and her hand reaching for my prick. "Fuck me here baby, I don't care if my Niece hears us.", she moaned. That orgasm based statement again was met with another low moan in the hall. So I slide her closer to the edge and pushed my cock against her pussy lips. They easily move away like the meat curtains that they are as I slide my cock all the way inside her. "Yes, yes baby fuck me with that big white cock. I love it so:, she. "My position demands a wife who pursues more acceptable pursuits. You are over fifty my wife! Your mind should not be polluted with such base things. Why can't you draw mountains and streams like the governor's wife?" Because sex is more beautiful," I replied.My husband snarled and commanded me to not paint any more lewd pictures.The next morning I went outside to sweep my sidewalk. Across the street several teenagers stood waiting for the school bus. I knew they were staring at me, and why.