I turn around and look at the person standing in the door way. The woman looks familiar but I just can’t place her. She is plump, with baggy jeans...and a huge winter jacket, which is three times too big for her, with shoulder length dull reddish hair, with streaks of gray. She has bags under her tired eyes and looks very unhappy. Then I clue in, I look at the image on the screen behind me and look at the woman in front of me. Oh shit. Fuck, fuck no!“Who the hell are you!” John’s wife asks. He picked me up, wrapped my legs around his waist and carried me over to my bed. He gently threw me onto it. He removed his shirt and crawled onto the bed. He kissed his way slowly up my right leg and around my pussy. He ran his hands up onto my stomach and kissed directly on my clit. When he started licking my clit I moaned loudly. I was so wet already from dancing with him and Michael, but the way his tongue moved was incredible. He licked my pussy until I nearly came. He knew thugh, and. More

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