We French kiss briefly but she is already getting close to cumming and throws her head back. My mouth moves down to her delicious boobs and as I kiss,... lick and suck my fingers fasten their pace on Mara’s clit and pussy. By now her juices are running down my wrist, dripping onto the air mattress. The sloppy sounds of my hand working on her pussy makes Mara grind harder and faster and I whisper to her to cum all over me. Her moaning quickly reaches its climax and I can feel her entire body. One young man of about 20, called Richard, seemed todevelop a sort of “crush” on my wife. Don’t get mewrong, nobody flirts more than me and I had a passionate“snog” with a few women frequenting the pub, but at thattime it wasn’t any more serious than that.The thing with Richard was that he took any opportunityhe could get to tell my wife that he would “love to fuckher”, accompanied by a soft caress or two. My wifewasn’t offended at all by. He wiped down all the surfaces ofthe bathroom and did the big mirror. He did the floor and was proudof how it shone when he was done. He was surprised at how the time had flown. His sister made themsome lunch. As they were eating his sister said, "How long do youthink Julie will keep you in dresses? Do you have any idea?" "I don't know. I don't want to lose her, that is why I am goingalong with this. I can tell she is still angry with me even thoughshe still talks to me. Her talking to me. It was deserted, but lighted festively with candles and lamps. Left alone on one of the couches, Juliana crouched into a fetal ball, pulling the cloth around her.Most people see pain as a negative emotion, only meant to keep you from burning or cutting yourself. A small minority of people regards pain as an extreme form of pleasure. Which doesn't mean it can't burn you.Juliana didn't really sleep – too many thoughts crowded her mind. But she must have dozed off, as she was a bit disoriented.