I awoke with two tongues on my cock. They were so sweet. They were cleaning any leftover spunk off of my dick. I repaid the favor. I licked each pussy...clean and asked for more. They both giggled and I kissed both, starting with Beth and then giving Wendy some tongue. Of course we showered and cleaned up. We were spending the Saturday lounging and talking and walking around campus. Just taking in the college ambience. I loved it and missed it. It was a good day and I really got to know both. Her friend had her back to her and she could see her rounded bum and her husband’s penis nestling between her cheeks. She could smell the sex oozing from the room, a sweet heady smell which made her feel faint. She must have made the faintest of noises, her husband’s head lifted and his eyes became transfixed on hers, his jaw dropped and his partner must have sensed something was wrong and looked around, she didn’t look surprised and a wry smile came to her lips.The woman wasn’t angry, seeing. I found a bit of a thrill that she was open about her fantasies and more of a thrill that she might have admirers or people that plain lusted after herI wandered to a better vantage point and confirmed my fleeting glance. It was Josh. A twinge of excitement shuddered through my body. A slight tremor rumbled through me and standing naked I glanced down to watch my cock stirring into life, beginning to uncontrollably swell and begin an upward journey.With the showers now empty as he had moved. . Mister Cuckold?” I couldn’t respond because at that point Mitch’s thrusts became wild and random as almost without warning, his own orgasm began; his body barely under control as he climaxed inside her. Dropping Alice’s hands, he grasped her roughly by the waist, his fingers digging deep into her skinny flesh, and hammered himself repeatedly into her body, driving her head hard against the sofa cushion, her hair a disorganised blonde fan over her sweaty back and face as his very obvious.