” Alice sat down and looked up at him. His green eyes misted over and he licked his moist lips as she neared him. The sight of his handsome famili...ar face made her smile. And horny. She would play along, she decided, at whatever game he had chosen for their special day. The room had a king sized bed in the far end, a table in the middle and a large mirror in the wall, directly facing the table. “I am here, as you see, Mr F. I will spend the night with you in this brothel instead of being in. At that point I was so hard I pulled out my dick and began to stroke it. I heard my wife moan even louder so I looked over and noticed that this guy had now exposed my wife's nicely trimmed pussy. Soon he slipped two fingers along her slit and then between her wet pussy lips.He took his fingers out of her cunt momentarily and he slid her thong down her legs until it was off. I knew he wanted to fuck her; so I took one of her thighs and slowly spread her leg exposing her dripping wet, tight. Needing no encouragement, Harry buried his head. It was an amazing sensation. Harry thought she tasted like sunshine, her juice dribbling down his chin as he lapped. He was aware too, of his painfully rigid cock pressing into the carpet beneath him. Josie leaned back on her elbows and spread her thighs in appreciation, offering more of her sweetness to the deft, well practised strokes of his tongue. He licked and teased, he buried his tongue deep in her slit and playfully shook his head. The. He hadn't even given her a little the night before he left. After three years of marriage, was his love and passion for her ebbing? The thought frightened her. She knew she was just as desirable as when he had married her. And her passion hadn't cooled, in fact, it seemed even snore volatile and explosive. As a matter of fact, her preoccupation with sex lately worried her. Was she--could she--turn into a nymph? She had read case histories about women who couldn't get enough intercourse. She.