Catching My Cousin's Wife - Part 2 🤤🔥🤗🫣👄 Today was different. My cousin left early for work, after all, being a security guard requires hours away from home, and I knew I would have plenty of time to enjoy his wife again. The problem – or rather, the delight – is that she was now completely addicted. As soon as he left, she sent me a message: "I can still taste your pussy... I think I'm addicted to sucking you." I smiled mischievously, knowing that I had awakened something in her. She always said she would never be interested in women, but now she was completely surrendered. I had barely stepped into her house and I felt her nimble hands pulling my waist, her lips glued to mine, kissing me with an urgency that made my hair stand on end. — I don't know what you did to me... — she whispered, sliding her lips down my neck while her hands slid under my skirt, finding my already wet pussy. It didn't take long for her to throw me on the couch, thirsty, sliding her fingers between my legs, parting my lips and plunging her hot tongue, sucking eagerly, moaning with pleasure as she savored every drop of my honey. — You like this, don't you? — I teased, pulling her hair, making her look at me as she licked slowly, her gaze full of desire. She responded by simply sticking her tongue deeper, sucking my clitoris with an intensity that made me arch my body and let out a loud moan. I held on to the back of the couch, my legs trembling, as she devoured me as if there was no tomorrow. Each lick was intense, each suck made my body pulse with pleasure. She alternated between licking slowly and sucking me hard, while her agile fingers played inside me, exploring every part of my pleasure. — I never imagined I would like this so much... — she confessed, slowly climbing up my body, kissing my breasts, sucking my hard nipples, making me even wetter. I pulled her up, our bodies fitting perfectly. I made her sit on my face, holding her firm thighs, and I started to reciprocate. My tongue found her hot and wet intimacy, exploring every inch, making her moan loudly and writhe with desire. — My God... this is better than any cock... — she gasped, moving her hips against my mouth, while I sucked her mercilessly. Our rhythm was frantic, bodies glued together, moans echoing through the room. We rubbed against each other, feeling the pleasure increase until she exploded, shaking and moaning my name, her body collapsing on top of me. We stayed there, panting, sweaty and satisfied, but with a mischievous smile on our lips. — What now? Are you going to tell him? — I asked, biting her lip. — Never... — she smiled. —But tomorrow, when he leaves again, I want more. And I knew it was far from over.