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I thanked him but said that he was not what I was looking for my wife's birthday present. I got several more replies over the next couple of days but the first two appeared to fit what I was looking for the best so I got back to them and then removed the ad. I told them what my idea was and pointed out that her ass hole was strictly off limits and she considers it as "out only". I also told them that what she did as oral sex was up to her and that she had a strong gag reflex so not to expect any deep throat action. They agreed to these conditions and we planned her birthday present. On her birthday I took her out to a nice restaurant that we liked for prime rib. I ordered a bottle of wine for us even though we usually only got a glass. Before dinner arrived I gave her the pair of diamond earrings that I had gotten for her. Needless to say, she loved them. After the wine was gone and between the prime rib and desert I slipped my hand under her skirt and rubbed her pussy. "Oh!" Sara panted and Lisa felt something wet over squirt over her buttocks. The hand let go of her butt and Lisa tried to lie still, still with her fingers buried between her legs. Sara sighed loudly and the mattress shifted as she got up. Lisa heard her step out of bed, open the door and sneak out in the hallway outside.Lisa felt the heat from her pussy, felt it pulsate under her fingers. She just wanted to start rubbing, giving in to her sinful desire. But she held back, forcing herself to be the docile christian she was raised as.She lay on her back and stared up at the ceiling, feeling how the mattress got wetter under her ass, where Sara had sprayed something on her. What had it been? And also... what had just happened? Lisa thought of the bath earlier during the day, when Sara had started massaging her breasts. Had it been more than something innocent? Had Sara ... had a desire for her?And where had she gone?Lisa waited a few minutes, her eyes closed in pretend sleep, in case.
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