. but he's not and I won't and you know him well enough to know that neither will he.”“Oh bugger, I'm being a cow aren't I.”“Insecure without ...good reason, certainly. Your husband loves you to bits and your a beautiful woman.”Now Clare didn't consider herself beautiful and challenged this whilst being flattered.“You have a good figure without being a stick insect, a lovely creamy complexion and gorgeous hair.”“All three could be said of you.”“OK so we are both lucky with our looks though I am. She was soon moaning loudly and yelling to her god once again, as another orgasm approached. I warned her not to cum until I told her to. This she would have some trouble with as she was almost too far gone. So, I pulled out, to her great discontent. As I wanted to watch her cum, I had her lay back against the arm of the couch and I spread her ankles apart as I pushed them up near her head and re-entered my new pussy. After getting her back to near the point of no return and feeling my own. All of this information, plus his rather obvious interest in what I had to say, just fueled my imagination that this may go the way I hoped. And I don't think I was wrong that he seemed to be interested in more than what I had to say, as I saw his eyes appraising my body in a very discreet way. After about two wonderful hours had flown by, he said that perhaps we should take a look at my Native American pieces, as that was the reason for coming round - disappointing, but true. I was so aware of. A mouth is pressed against mine, then a delicious stream of bubbles is passed into my mouth. Once more I feel the cool delight of champagne being shared, tongues dancing together.I hear a noise and hear more liquid being poured. As the lips leave mine, a bottle is replaced and I feel a pressure against my thighs. Suddenly a hand moves aside my lace briefs and a warm mouth is placed between my legs. My lips and clit are also tingling as a liquid touches them. I realise that it is here where more.