Sitting across from my husband, I close my eyes and think about the night of dancing we just came from and I take a long drag from my cigarette. I feel the heat fill my lungs, leaving my body with a slight tingle. Releasing the smoke slowly, I open my eyes into a hazy cloud. I look passed and see her move towards me, abandoning her dress. She eyes me, as I stare at her beautiful bare skin, her supple breasts and black panties. I want her.
She pulls them aside and brings her mouth down, lapping up the hot juices flowing from between my legs. She begins to roll her tongue over my clit and I fall back into the chair and start to pant, as she moves her tongue quicker and quicker. I feel her fingers press against my pussy as she enters me, slowly at first. The sensation of her sliding in and out gets faster with every pulse of her tongue.
I feel the intensity rise as I start to release with a passionate scream of pleasure. She slows down when my breathing starts to calm and pulls herself up, leaving me with a kiss on my lips before moving to my side. I take another pull of my diminished cigarette before I look over and see her husband snap a photo, catching us all off guard.
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