Her eyes looked into mine, and I did not see anger, but someone that cared and seemed to approve of our predicament.Soon Sue turned her head to look a...t her mom. One last tear dripped to my lips from her face tasting of salt. Sue slowly slide to my side while keeping her leg and sweet virgin mound pressed on my thigh. Her mom kissed her slowly to comfort her child, and turned to me placing her lips on mine. We were so close we shared air, and her mom lays next to us on the oversized couch.Her. She set up a meeting at our house, two days after at midnight. That meeting day I came early from work; before Anita. My slut wife had decided I should wear black stockings matching with high heels. A tiny black thong would cover my cock…Ana came home and found me changing my clothes. She looked satisfied when I showed her my outfit, standing on my high heels.My slutty wife would wear a similar outfit; but she also would have a tiny corset supporting her round boobs and her shaven mound would. Juices drip as she lazily slides up and down, and gush out as she presses her fingertip into my pussy. I gasp, then she presses farther. My pussy grips her finger.She looks at me and smiles broadly. "Oh yes, my love, I'm not done with you," she says.She pushes deeper, then starts slowly pulling out and pushing back in. I begin panting again, my excitement unbelievably building again after her first treatment."Oh, Melissa, your touch is so wonderful!" I say. She beams.She continues her slow. ’ ‘May I move my arm?’ With a mock stern look she considered his request, ‘if you must, but only one.’ As she returned her lips to his body, his hand found her back and gently caressed her skin, the tips of his fingers skimming across her. She slowly continued to give him, what she hoped, was a similar pleasure to what he had given her. She felt his body begin to tense, heard his breath begin to deepen…felt the tension building within her mouth. Slowing her tempo she savored every moment, to be.