The thrusting begins to pick up the pace and soon Mr. xxx sex And for some reason the word masculine swims through my head. I swallow hard and while still looking into my eyes, he dives into my eager ass with his hungry tongue. My head had been down with my jaw resting in the palm of my hands but I quickly, yet discreetly glance up from the floor tiles and see him leaning back with his hands together like he was praying but with his fingers outstretched. I didn’t react in time. “Yes my family and close friends know and the reason I do it is to ensure no one has any hasty assumptions and that it’s easier than having to explain why a 49 year old man isn’t married,” he explains. I always admired his wedding ring. He places his hand on my chin and lifts my head up and smiles. He licks my earlobe which makes me lose my breath. Almost on cue, I feel him pull away and hear him fall back into his chair. His hands haven’t moved much from my hips and sides and my hands have been resting on his shoulders. I’m caught off guard, granted I wasn’t really expecting anything. Like a Band-Aid.
