Had dinner at local church and from there had invites to homes. I would visit the homes as invited at dinner time. One such invite was Martha. She was... widow woman who had c***dren older than me. But she cooked good food and just tired of no one to cook for. Martha and I talked about her life and mine. I looked at pictures I thought was her daughter, NO that's me. I was 26 and had 2 c***dren by that time. She still looked good but well hidden by the dresses she wore. Song came on the radio and. "My god woman, you are killing me!" I beg her to stop teasing me! Eva does not heed my desperate tone and kisses up the inside of my thigh but stops short of my throbbing pussy. I whimper with anticipation and gasp for air when I feel the sensation of her warm breath on my glistening cunt.I held my breath until I felt her warm lips lightly kiss my mound but unexpectedly yelp with pleasure when she rams her tongue deep in my folds and just as quickly withdraws. Her unpredictable rythm leaves me. Hagman. My name is Michael Albertson, my wife is a very close friend to your husband and I regret to say that I have some information you ought to know."I told her everything I knew and gave her my cell phone number so she could get further information later on. She took it rather cool and told me that Sarah was his second known affair so far. She had forgiven him for the first she found out about one year ago but had been suspecting that wasn't his only. She promised that he was in serious. All of my friends knew of my proclivity to eat my wife’s cream pies, though at first some of them thought it quite odd if not disgusting, they have since learned to accept it and even after the first few times have begun to encourage the behavior.This year preceding the party all of them at one time or another had promised me that this year was going to be special, and that they were conspiring to give me a unique Christmas present that they hoped I would enjoy.Other than this rather cryptic.