(Yes, I use the word ‘fuck’ a lot now, Rob told me he really liked it when I talked dirty with him so I started to. I had a problem at first becau...se I didn’t know too many dirty sex words in English but I learned!). We were fucking five or six times a week then and loved it! I would tell Rob all about the fun I was having at the office showing my clients my pussy under my thin panties and every time I did it, I got so wet! Then one night I came home from the office and walked into our den where. I thought she was going to hand me a piece or two of kitchen paper to wipe my soft cock with. Instead, she surprised me by pulling me to her and putting her arms around my neck, then she kissed me, hard on the lips. She tasted of gin and lipstick. The kiss lasted longer than I felt was safe, so I pulled away and stared at her face.‘Oh, you poor man. You didn’t know, did you?’‘No, I didn’t. It’s one thing to have your suspicions. Quite another to have them confirmed so publicly.’‘What are you. For out in the clearing was a sight only the imagination could conjure up, a waterfall, complete with a wading pool and a surrounding grass embankment. The silver moonlight shone above the pool, transfixed as if it were to shine on it, on us, eternally.Completely taken by the sweeping emotion of the place, you run to the pool, forgetting we are not quite prepared with swimming attire. You turn to me, give me a sly grin, and tell me to look into the forest. I comply, and while I turn, you. Where you just sit back on your knees with your mouth open and your eyes looking into theirs, and wait for them to fuck your mouth like the cock-hungry slut you are. I didn't have to wait long before he slid his hands on either side of my head and started rocking his hips into my face. And I'd be lying if I said my pussy didn't get extra wet watching his head roll back whenever I swirled my tongue along the underside.After a bit, we took a breather and tried to resume non-sexual activities and.