Then she glanced at me. I couldn’t help but wonder what she saw in my face at that moment. She said, “Oh God,” and hid her face in her hands. We...sat like that for a long time. Both of us crying. As I got control of myself, I looked over at my wife. Her black hair was hanging over the side of her face, hiding the puffy eyes and tearstained cheeks. Her dress had slid up on her legs, showing off her strong tanned thighs. Her sobs shook her little breasts that were so nicely displayed in that. And it did take awhile. Longer than I though reasonable. Her head bobbing, her tongue, going around and up and down, her hand holding and rolling my balls, then stroking me, until she felt me stiffen, I moaned, tensed. She closed her lips tight on the base of my head, stroking me until she could taste me, swallowing, cum flowing more than shooting. My body tingled from the forgotten feeling. I was catching my breath when Jeannie came off of my cock and smiled, "See, told you it would work. Next. More

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