“I think she really likes to tease.” I say, cautiously, not wanting to disclose my snooping on the website to Cindy. “I’m trying not to give her the satisfaction of reacting to her.”
“You’re not trying very hard!” She laughs, pulling my cock out and stroking it up and down, as we hear the shower start. “She reminds me a lot of myself, at that age.” Cindy says, as she leans her head down towards my lap. “I used to get so wet, knowing the affect I was having on older guys.”
“Older guys!” I retort. “I’m only 36! That hardly constitutes an older guy!” I laugh. But Cindy doesn’t answer, she’s too busy sucking the head of my hard cock into her mouth.
I lean back and enjoy the relief that I’ve been anxious for all day. Closing my eyes, I picture Lauren kneeling between my legs, her perfect tits bouncing, as she bobs her head up and down on my cock. I visualize her naked body, as I think about her blog entries and how she teased her poor professor. As I shoot my load into my wife’s skillful mouth, I get an idea on how to really turn the tables on Lauren.
“Mmmmm.” Cindy is licking her lips and moving her body over mine. “Now, maybe you won’t react so quickly to her hard, young, body when she comes out of the shower.” Cindy straddles me, pushing her tongue in my mouth and rocking against my spent cock.
“Put your fingers in me.” She whispers, pulling her shorts to the side and revealing her glistening, wet pussy lips. “I’d rather it was your tongue, but I know what a prude you are about doing that in the living room, with Lauren down the hall.” I slide two fingers into her slick, hot pussy and pump them in and out as we continue kissing.
“I love what you did with your tongue last night.” Cindy moans into my ear, as I rub my thumb across her engorged clit. “The way you kept teasing my clit was amazing. It kept me on the edge, right at the peak, for what seemed like hours.” She’s bucking against my hand, squeezing her pussy muscles around my fingers, when we hear the shower stop.
“Do you think Lauren’s clit is as sensitive as mine?” She asks, teasingly. “Do you think she got herself off in the shower?” She whispers and my cock stiffens at the thought of Lauren masturbating, with the portable showerhead pressed against her clit.
Cindy clamps her pussy around my fingers and lets out a long, low moan as her orgasm rolls through her. When the bathroom door opens, she shifts her body sideways and slides off my lap, blocking any view of my fingers in her pussy. I look over Cindy’s shoulder and watch Lauren, wrapped in a bath towel, glance at us and turn towards her bedroom. The towel has a strategically placed gap in the back that allows me a clear view of her bare ass cheeks as she walks down the hall. My cock reacts immediately.
“Last night she stayed in her bedroom for about twenty minutes after her shower.” Cindy says, pulling my fingers from her pussy and moving back onto my lap. Raising her hips up and pulling her shorts and panties to the side, she impales herself on my fully recovered cock. “I bet we only need about ten minutes.” She whispers.
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