” Sultan trotted along beside her, brushing against her warmthigh whenever he could, letting her know his excitement withlittle whimpers whe...n she poured the nose-tickling dark liquid intohis bowl. “I never saw a dog who drinks Coke like you do, baby. No, nothere … in the bathroom. Come on,” Carol said, leading the wayand sipping at her gin and tonic, her mind still a long way frombeing empty of Ed White. Yes, as soon as she possibly could, she’dfind. ..his fucking house mate. His name is Cody. He's got this deep, sexy voice, that makes me want to die every time I hear it. He's shorter than my boyfriend, but he's more built. He's tanned with brown hair like me, but he has the bluest eyes I've ever seen. What really drives me crazy, is he makes no effort to flirt with me at all. While all of my boyfriend's other friends try to get in my pants, every time my boyfriend faces the other way, Cody doesn't. I know, (or at least hope) he wants me. Although Tiffany continued protesting it was growing weaker the longer my tongue lapped at her pussy and I sucked on her clit. Finally I slid two fingers in her wet cunt and her body tensed at this new sensation while she let out a soft moan. At this point she went from wanting me to stop to please keep doing that, it feels amazing. Now I knew she was fully at my mercy and I could do whatever I wanted. As I continued licking her glistening wet slit I reached down and began fingering my own. My heart was racing and my throat had dried up already. What came next really threw me because while sex between Tracey and me had always been good, it was fairly conventional. Tracey asked Cathy So what was it like fucking a black man? Well, he had great equipment and the actual fucking was great replied Cathy but he relied totally on his size and wasnt very good in other departments, you know, like eating cunt. I could not believe that my wife and this seemingly shy woman were using words.