Patricia, Paolo, and I… After Paolo left, Patricia and I stayed in bed, and as often happened, she stroked my head, which meant I should lick her. I loved it, her pussy fresh from the night, its natural scent and taste like an African princess. I gently opened her slit with the tip of my tongue, then, feeling the juices begin to flow, I licked more ardently. She pressed on the back of my neck, then held me and, with her slender finger with its neatly manicured red nail, rubbed her clitoris, sighing even more deeply. She took hold of me again, and I plunged once more into her well of love, wet, rich, and fragrant. I could lick her, as well as Gloria, my ex, and her ex-girlfriend, for hours. They both had delicious, juicy pussies, and for me, submissive, licking pussies, anuses, and feet has always been a delight. Patricia began to moan even louder, then exploded and came intensely, pushing me away, flooded with pleasure. I asked her permission to caress me in turn, as I always did, and also asked her where—on her pussy, her face, or her stomach? “Yes,” she said, “but take your time, go slowly, I think I’m going to excite you well.” Often, when we caressed each other or in front of each other, we would tell each other stories we had lived or imagined; we enjoyed it very much. I positioned myself, my cock in hand, in front of her beautiful face. She sat on the bed and lightly scratched my balls. You know, darling, I loved it last night. That Paolo is gorgeous, I love his cock, and the way he fucks me, plus he's super hot. I think I'm going to go out with him… I was starting to blush and tremble… “No,” she said, “I'm not dumping you, but I'll spend evenings with him. Sometimes we'll come back here to fuck in front of you, sometimes I'll take him home to enjoy him alone…” I was sad and humiliated, but Patricia's hand had slipped between my thighs and her finger was caressing my anus. “ You know,” she said, “I respected you as a man, but now I saw you as a little slut, Paolo's wife. I like it, it suits you, but you can't be my man anymore, just my sugar daddy and our sex toy.” Paolo, she told me, is going to introduce me to Richard, his cousin. It seems he fucked you well too. I can't wait to meet him. We've planned to go to a club and he'll introduce me to him. Afterwards, the three of us, or more depending on our hunt, will come back, and you'll wait for us. But make sure there's been plenty to eat and drink, Champagne, Whisky, etc., and get ready because this time I want to see you as a whore.At those words I shuddered; she really thought I was an idiot. Her finger was inside my anus, and she was moving it gently, but imagining this evening excited me, and I didn't want to lose this beautiful ...

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