Since our stellar first hobbying experience, thetank has had one question on his mind. “Was the Sofia session with Mrs. Tank a one-time thing?” Maybe, Mrs. Tank would decide that hobbying wasn’t for her and that was it? Maybe this Tank would have to push on, on his own, out into the lonely (but young and hot) sp world leaving Mrs. Tank behind?
Two weeks ago, Mrs. Tank answered this question with a simple statement. She smiled mischievously at thetank and said, “OK, schedule another session. I want to see Sofia.” Thetank couldn’t have been happier . . . I almost cried (The Cannon was too hard to cry, but you get the idea). Thursday, the confluence of schedules came together, and we travelled downtown for our 2 pm couples session. The following is what happened.
Ravi, that little guy, answered the phone. I guess he had forgiven me for picking him up and shaking him like a rag doll at the HUBGFE party, because he got us up to the room with record efficiency.
Mrs. Tank was remarkably calm as we walked into the lobby, took the elevator, and walked to the room, but there was something else . . . was that anticipation?
The door opened and there she was. If you haven’t met the beautiful, exotic Sofia, let me tell you, it is something you should do. I refer to her as a Portuguese goddess. She was dressed in tiny, tight white panties and bra (which barely contained her) with a black fish-net dress overtop. Her legs are long, slim, and firm, her ass awesome, and her breasts are made-made Ds that are incredible to behold. Her exotic look makes her, in my opinion, one of the most beautiful young women I have seen.
She was warm and welcoming . . . and VERY happy to see us again. She embraced and kissed me, then gave Mrs. Tank a soft and welcoming hug. We were all so excited to see each other. It was like old friends reunited. We bantered back and forth easily as we made our way to the bedroom and I poured each of us a glass of wine.
After 10 minutes of catching-up, however, Mrs. Tank took her leave and retired for a shower (with a very nice body wash I had purchased just for the occasion!). Alone with Sofia, my thoughts quickly turned to “the rule” . . . no actual sex. Mrs. Tank and I had talked since the first session, and she was fine with everything except actual intercourse. She still wasn’t ready to actually see me fuck another girl
. . . of course, though, Mrs. Tank was in the shower . . .
Sofia moved closer to me and her legs brushed mine. The Cannon looked up at me and said in perfect Scottish “I think I know what to do with the wee lassie here . . . and the missus isn’t looking . . . if you know what I mean.”
Thetank was a rock, however. I just couldn’t risk ruining everything that I had built with my wife to this point, so I put a muzzle on The Cannon and enjoyed the wine and conversation . . . which was good, just not as good as what The Cannon wanted to enjoy!
Minutes later, Mrs. Tank emerged from the shower and walked in the room . . . totally naked! I had never seen such confidence from her. It was so sexy, I wanted to fuck her right there. She walked up to me, took my glass of wine and dismissed me . . . thetank . . . to the shower!
Emerging from “polishing my nasty bits to a sparkle” (Crackerjack), I heard Sofia calling softly, “You are missing out Tank. You better hurry.” I narrowly avoided tripping over my feet and Cannon on the way to the bedroom, to see Sofia lying on her back, with Mrs. Tank straddling her slim stomach kissing her passionately. Both ladies’ bodies were glistening with massage oil, and the soft fragrance filled the room. The ladies were oblivious to my presence, so I took the easy opening and brought my face between Sofia’s thighs. A few soft kisses and she spread herself wide, and I dined on her delicious kitty. She writhed in pleasure, pushing her pussy into my face. While licking and sucking her immaculate pussy, I glanced up to see the ladies French Kissing one another passionately. They were really into it!! Sofia bent her head periodically to fondle and suck Mrs. Tank’s gorgeous DD breasts, then Mrs. Tank returned the favour, licking and tonguing Sofia’s breasts. That gave me the perfect opening to kiss Mrs. Tank’s ass and start tonguing her tasty kitty. Two pussies, one mouth, thetank was a happy man. Mrs. Tank squirmed in delight, as I worked her clit with my tongue.
Moments later, however, Mrs. Tank brought her face to mine and started kissing me. She could taste Sofia on my lips. Then she smiled mischievously and said, let’s switch. I brought my face to Sofia’s and kissed her softly with tongue, while I watched Mrs. Tank’s tongue dart between Sofia’s legs. Sofia writhed in delight. I watched her orgasm build as my wife skillfully worked her clit, and within minutes Sofia was coming on my wife’s face as that relentless tongue worked her clit. It was a beautiful sight. I sucked on and squeezed Sofia’s breasts and kissed her softly, sharing the orgasm that was wracking her body.
Sofia looked adoringly at Mrs. Tank and said “I can’t believe the last time was your first time eating pussy!” Mrs. Tank just smiled, as Sofia said “You must have been a very, very bad girl in a former life.”
We moved Mrs. Tank to the middle of the bed, and Sofia’s beautiful face came between her legs and started working that sensitive clit. Mrs. Tank writhed in delight and I kissed her softly and whispered dirty words in her ear. Each phrase brought a quiet response from my wife and a devilish smile . . . who would have thought that she likes the dirty talk? I sucked on and fondled Mrs. Tank’s DD breasts and kissed her passionately, in between whispering dirty talk into her ear, as Sofia’s tongue relentlessly built my Wife’s orgasm. Then I smiled at my wife and whispered, “Tell Sofia what you want. Tell her how you are feeling.”
Mrs. Tank said, “Eat my pussy Sofia. Ohhh, yes, right there. That’s the spot. Ohhh Sofia, you are going to make me cumm. I am going to cumm in your mouth.” With that, my wife enjoyed a long intense orgasm, while Sofia’s tongue fastened itself to her clit. Mrs. Tank arched her back and shuddered with the intensity of the orgasm. It was a beautiful sight. I held my wife tightly, sharing the orgasm with her.
After a few moments of recovery, Mrs. Tank poured herself another glass of wine and said to Sofia and me. “I want to watch Sofia give you head. I want to watch, not help, and I want to see you cumm in her mouth.” Sofia just smiled. I think she liked my wife verbalizing what she wanted, knowing how timid my wife was previously. I thought, it is a tough life always trying to please my wife, but well . . . a guy has to do what a guy has to do. I laid back on the bed, and the lovely Sofia began working the Cannon with that skilled tongue of hers. She started by licking the sides of the shaft and working her way to the head. She then engulfed the glands and forced the entire shaft into her mouth, working back and forth and back and forth, with VERY skilled deep throat. The tempo increased, with regular pauses for extra spit, hand work, and those soft lips on the head of the Cannon. She built the orgasm, as I moaned in delight with Mrs. Tank enjoying the sight while sitting on the side of the bed sipping her wine. I put my hand on Sofia’s tight ass and she 69ed with me. Her mouth buried itself on the Cannon and worked him to a frenzy as I dined on her soft and immaculate kitty, with one finger fucking her vagina. Mrs. Tank seemed to really enjoy this technique and she moved around the bed for a better view of me working Sofia’s pussy, while Sofia moaned in pleasure.
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Two weeks ago, Mrs. Tank answered this question with a simple statement. She smiled mischievously at thetank and said, “OK, schedule another session. I want to see Sofia.” Thetank couldn’t have been happier . . . I almost cried (The Cannon was too hard to cry, but you get the idea). Thursday, the confluence of schedules came together, and we travelled downtown for our 2 pm couples session. The following is what happened.
Ravi, that little guy, answered the phone. I guess he had forgiven me for picking him up and shaking him like a rag doll at the HUBGFE party, because he got us up to the room with record efficiency.
Mrs. Tank was remarkably calm as we walked into the lobby, took the elevator, and walked to the room, but there was something else . . . was that anticipation?
The door opened and there she was. If you haven’t met the beautiful, exotic Sofia, let me tell you, it is something you should do. I refer to her as a Portuguese goddess. She was dressed in tiny, tight white panties and bra (which barely contained her) with a black fish-net dress overtop. Her legs are long, slim, and firm, her ass awesome, and her breasts are made-made Ds that are incredible to behold. Her exotic look makes her, in my opinion, one of the most beautiful young women I have seen.
She was warm and welcoming . . . and VERY happy to see us again. She embraced and kissed me, then gave Mrs. Tank a soft and welcoming hug. We were all so excited to see each other. It was like old friends reunited. We bantered back and forth easily as we made our way to the bedroom and I poured each of us a glass of wine.
After 10 minutes of catching-up, however, Mrs. Tank took her leave and retired for a shower (with a very nice body wash I had purchased just for the occasion!). Alone with Sofia, my thoughts quickly turned to “the rule” . . . no actual sex. Mrs. Tank and I had talked since the first session, and she was fine with everything except actual intercourse. She still wasn’t ready to actually see me fuck another girl
. . . of course, though, Mrs. Tank was in the shower . . .
Sofia moved closer to me and her legs brushed mine. The Cannon looked up at me and said in perfect Scottish “I think I know what to do with the wee lassie here . . . and the missus isn’t looking . . . if you know what I mean.”
Thetank was a rock, however. I just couldn’t risk ruining everything that I had built with my wife to this point, so I put a muzzle on The Cannon and enjoyed the wine and conversation . . . which was good, just not as good as what The Cannon wanted to enjoy!
Minutes later, Mrs. Tank emerged from the shower and walked in the room . . . totally naked! I had never seen such confidence from her. It was so sexy, I wanted to fuck her right there. She walked up to me, took my glass of wine and dismissed me . . . thetank . . . to the shower!
Emerging from “polishing my nasty bits to a sparkle” (Crackerjack), I heard Sofia calling softly, “You are missing out Tank. You better hurry.” I narrowly avoided tripping over my feet and Cannon on the way to the bedroom, to see Sofia lying on her back, with Mrs. Tank straddling her slim stomach kissing her passionately. Both ladies’ bodies were glistening with massage oil, and the soft fragrance filled the room. The ladies were oblivious to my presence, so I took the easy opening and brought my face between Sofia’s thighs. A few soft kisses and she spread herself wide, and I dined on her delicious kitty. She writhed in pleasure, pushing her pussy into my face. While licking and sucking her immaculate pussy, I glanced up to see the ladies French Kissing one another passionately. They were really into it!! Sofia bent her head periodically to fondle and suck Mrs. Tank’s gorgeous DD breasts, then Mrs. Tank returned the favour, licking and tonguing Sofia’s breasts. That gave me the perfect opening to kiss Mrs. Tank’s ass and start tonguing her tasty kitty. Two pussies, one mouth, thetank was a happy man. Mrs. Tank squirmed in delight, as I worked her clit with my tongue.
Moments later, however, Mrs. Tank brought her face to mine and started kissing me. She could taste Sofia on my lips. Then she smiled mischievously and said, let’s switch. I brought my face to Sofia’s and kissed her softly with tongue, while I watched Mrs. Tank’s tongue dart between Sofia’s legs. Sofia writhed in delight. I watched her orgasm build as my wife skillfully worked her clit, and within minutes Sofia was coming on my wife’s face as that relentless tongue worked her clit. It was a beautiful sight. I sucked on and squeezed Sofia’s breasts and kissed her softly, sharing the orgasm that was wracking her body.
Sofia looked adoringly at Mrs. Tank and said “I can’t believe the last time was your first time eating pussy!” Mrs. Tank just smiled, as Sofia said “You must have been a very, very bad girl in a former life.”
We moved Mrs. Tank to the middle of the bed, and Sofia’s beautiful face came between her legs and started working that sensitive clit. Mrs. Tank writhed in delight and I kissed her softly and whispered dirty words in her ear. Each phrase brought a quiet response from my wife and a devilish smile . . . who would have thought that she likes the dirty talk? I sucked on and fondled Mrs. Tank’s DD breasts and kissed her passionately, in between whispering dirty talk into her ear, as Sofia’s tongue relentlessly built my Wife’s orgasm. Then I smiled at my wife and whispered, “Tell Sofia what you want. Tell her how you are feeling.”
Mrs. Tank said, “Eat my pussy Sofia. Ohhh, yes, right there. That’s the spot. Ohhh Sofia, you are going to make me cumm. I am going to cumm in your mouth.” With that, my wife enjoyed a long intense orgasm, while Sofia’s tongue fastened itself to her clit. Mrs. Tank arched her back and shuddered with the intensity of the orgasm. It was a beautiful sight. I held my wife tightly, sharing the orgasm with her.
After a few moments of recovery, Mrs. Tank poured herself another glass of wine and said to Sofia and me. “I want to watch Sofia give you head. I want to watch, not help, and I want to see you cumm in her mouth.” Sofia just smiled. I think she liked my wife verbalizing what she wanted, knowing how timid my wife was previously. I thought, it is a tough life always trying to please my wife, but well . . . a guy has to do what a guy has to do. I laid back on the bed, and the lovely Sofia began working the Cannon with that skilled tongue of hers. She started by licking the sides of the shaft and working her way to the head. She then engulfed the glands and forced the entire shaft into her mouth, working back and forth and back and forth, with VERY skilled deep throat. The tempo increased, with regular pauses for extra spit, hand work, and those soft lips on the head of the Cannon. She built the orgasm, as I moaned in delight with Mrs. Tank enjoying the sight while sitting on the side of the bed sipping her wine. I put my hand on Sofia’s tight ass and she 69ed with me. Her mouth buried itself on the Cannon and worked him to a frenzy as I dined on her soft and immaculate kitty, with one finger fucking her vagina. Mrs. Tank seemed to really enjoy this technique and she moved around the bed for a better view of me working Sofia’s pussy, while Sofia moaned in pleasure.
continued in next post . . .
Here it is and you are a lucky bastard Tanky. Outstanding review dude.
