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I let him drape it round my neck and it nestled nicely into my cleavage. I always wore a very low-cut dress for dinner dates with Roger ... it amused me how he drooled over my tits ... and this evening was no exception. Every so often during dinner I'd fondle and stroke the necklace, knowing full well it just made poor Roger think all the more about doing exactly that with my naked breasts. With ALL of me, let's face it.Any case he really was drooling that night – guess it was the combination of the necklace and my semi exposed breasts – and something about that, plus the way he was blabbing on about how I was so much younger and prettier than his wife, how much he wanted to make love to me, something about all this made me feel particularly naughty. So I let him carry on embarrassing himself for a while, flirty little smile on my face, and then I suggested he take me to a club after dinner and after that... "Who knows?" I grinned, "Back to my place, maybe." Hinting very strongly. She swallowed it and gave me a deep kiss. I took the chocolate and applied it on her boobs. Started sucking her boobs she moaned so bad. I also applied some chocolate on her ass and sucked, licked it too. She sat on top of the sofa with legs spread on the side showing her beautiful ass to me.I went to her and started licking her pussy by holding her ass and squeezing it. Fingered her asshole she again came licked her clean. I got hard she took it in her mouth and started sucking it hard. This time we fucked in doggy position for 5mins and I took her in my arms Fucked her hard.Then she wants to get clean so she held my cock in her hand. Pulled me by holding my cock and took me to her bathroom. She knelt down and sucked me for 5mins. We did some kama sutra positions she is so flexible. Cummed in her mouth.Then we cleaned ourselves fingered pussy and she squirted 2more times. We went to her bedroom and took some rest. Again we started another session this time in her asshole. I licked.
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