She didn’t come to the hall so I started thinking- “Why didn’t she say anything while I was doing that to her? She let me feel her”.I realized... that I shouldn’t miss this chance so I removed my clothes and went to the kitchen. She was surprised to see me back so she had a puzzling look on her face. I went and grabbed her and started kissing her. She didn’t oppose at all, gave in completely. We explored each other’s mouth lips and exchanged saliva. Then I grabbed her to the dining table and. When I got to the bedroom, I saw a gorgeous ass and a head of blond hair, but neither belonged to my wife. My wife was on the other side of that woman and that woman's face was in my wife's pussy. My wife lifted her face from the woman's pussy and said, "We're getting acquainted."I suddenly realized that the ass and blond hair belonged to my last week's dinner companion. What could she possibly be doing in our bed lapping at my wife's pussy? I learned they met at the salon having their. We became a boring couple. Spending weekends at home with bottle of wine and procedural sex before bed. We needed a change of pace. I came home after the short stop at the store. Anna was busy in the kitchen preparing some appetizers. “Fancy”- she remarked, watching me as I took out of the bag 5 bottles of Sauvignon blank, plus goat cheese, nuts and apples. She finds my interest in food and wine parings a bit snobby. But it’s all in good measure, she even gave a book about French charcuterie as. Richards asked, "Miss Yoder, is there a problem? I'm sure that you don't need me to remind you of our arrangement. Do you?" "No, Sir," she replied faintly.After a moment of collecting herself, she realized that stalling would only bring more attention to herself. Her facial expressions looked like a deer trapped in front of a spotlight. With all of her will, she managed to unclasp her bra and separate the straps in the back. She held the cups against her soft flesh for dear life, making sure.