Have you ever tasted cum before, love?" Well, no ... ah, I mean I haven't tasted it before. I guess ... I mean it wasn't bad. A little salty ... sort ...f odd flavor, reminds me a bit of olives." Did you like it ... sharing it with me?" Yes, actually ... it as very hot ... very, ah ... sensual. Yes, I liked it ... thank you." He admitted.As he spoke I wrapped my fingers around his semi-erect black member and slowly stroked him. It was my turn for release, and I needed him hard again."Know what I. We decided to stop and get a drink at a local bar. While we sipped our flat beer and ate cold French fries, we frequently checked the traffic, and it was barely improving.Around 9 o’clock we decided to leave. When we got in the car, he asked me, “do you want to go take a walk first? That boardwalk looks nice.” I hesitated at first – it was getting late and we both had to work in the morning. When he realized I was going to contest his idea, he reached between my legs and reached up my skirt,. As tens and nervous as I was I started to move my finger closest to her hand to rub over her fingers, very scared of a bad reaction because of me misreading her signals. At first she didn't react at all until I started using a second finger. She said "oh my god" and then nothing. I got scared and stopped, we faced each other on the chairs. I couldn't speak scared of this ending bad since were coworkers... She was talking like what are we doing? and why?. During that whole time we gazed in each. I handed everyone their drinks, and my wife took a huge gulp. So did our new friend. I did too! After a few minutes of awkward silence, I suggested to my wife that she should let him give her a nice foot massage. "She's been on her feet, and in those heels for a while now," I told him. He gave me a knowing smile, and I could tell he was excited. My wife shyly declined. "I give really great foot rubs," he assured her while boldly reaching down to firmly grab her right ankle to pull her foot up,.