“If you’re leaving at daybreak, husband, you have some duties to fulfill before you leave.”Alistair whipped his head around to look at me, his e...yes widening as he noticed the skin rapidly being bared before him.He grinned, licking his lips. “As you wish.”I shivered at the look in his eyes. I never should have told him about ‘The Princess Bride’.Being alone at the Peak – for the second time – was an unappealing experience. I hated sleeping alone, hated missing my husband’s adorably confused face. The same wet and sticky substance oozed out from each tentacle, soaking my skin everywhere they wrapped around me.The first touch of a tongue on my clit instantly triggered an orgasm. But that wasn't enough for them. They kept me spreading apart, continuing to perform this expertly practiced creation of extraterrestrial cunnilingus.They started by lapping at my bare pussy, running their tongues in sloping, bristling brushes up and down my exposed sex. Each lick brought my legs and thighs up and. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking to dothat to my Son. Fucking Christ. At 49 ,6' , 190# of hairy bear meat I still turned heads, my occupationkeeps me in pretty good shape. I am also uncut ( I made sure my Son isalso) and, on the rare occasions I have a social life, it works to myadvantage. I was blessed with TONS of foreskin , and Billy is the spittingimage of me. I take another slug from the Whiskey bottle. The burn and glow patternrepeats itself. I light another red ,. She had left home early to complete the shopping and get back to prepare for a very special evening we had planned. Like I said, we’re very sexual people and when the kids are away we get very bad, it only involves the two of us, but we have some great, nasty fun. We had been messing around and teasing one another ever since dropping the kids off at their destination the night before, all in anticipation of the stuff we’d do to one another this night. She sent me to work that morning with a.