I covered it with my mouth and stuck my tongue inside. I heard her gasp hard and let out a long hot breath as her vaginal muscle tightened around my t...ongue."Tongue fuck me, baby! Let me feel your tastebuds enjoy me! I'll leak all over them and you can drink from my personal fountain!"I worked my tongue in and out tasting her sweet desire in slurpy stages. She drenched my tongue with her delightful core. All the while, my cock still throbbed to be inside her."Oh shit! God that feels so good!. I momentarily caught myself almost thinking this was another of my hot dreams about fucking Pam that I'd had in the past when we worked together. I'd had a very vivid dream once of Pam and I being naked and of her bending over my erect cock, taking it in her hot mouth and sucking my cockhead and much of my shaft deep inside her mouth. But, thankfully, I was not dreaming. This was reality. This was the same Pam, even hotter looking than in my dream - and I was standing at the edge of her bed,. Vincent complained as she pulled her dress back up and started to walk out when she turned back around and mouthed "Meet me in the next room" and disappeared around the corner. Vincent quickly tucked himself away and almost tripped on the towel rack on his way out the door and around the corner. What he saw in the coat room was what he desired all day. Erin's red hair was covering her now-naked chest. The bra had been discarded somewhere on the floor and her dress was bunched around her waist.. Almost for one year, I controlled my sex urge. However, afterwards I started craving about sex. Each night I slept tossing and turning on my bed visualizing our sex acts. I lost interest in those sex stories, blue films and artificial cocks. I became irritable, as I wanted real action real flesh and blood.I acquainted my husband about my problem on phone. He advised me to use our son for it. Seduce him to have sex. As per my husband’s advice, I made up a plan to have him on me on my bed. Only.