Truth be told, she didn’t need my tongue to prepare her for his cock. She was already wetter than I’d ever known her to be during our many years together. She was incredibly excited to take the plunge and become a hotwife. There was some apprehension, which was to be expected, but her longing for the hotwife lifestyle superseded her fears and concerns.
Her fingers threaded through my hair, holding me in place as I circled her…
