M. tomorrow.”Deana sat up crossed-legged on the bed and Mark handed her the menu. He then climbed next to her and looked over her shoulder as she re...iewed the items.She then looked at him and suggested, “MMM, the Irish Stew sounds delicious. How’s about we order that along with soda bread?”Mark licked his lips and felt his tummy growl. “Yum, that does sound good. I’d like to order some Irish coffee.” Deana winked at him and with an Irish accent asked, “laddie, are you ordering the whiskey-laden. The thought it plunging in and out of her and making her cum really excited me and I had to stop wanking as I didn’t want to cum too soon. As she sucked him and squeezed his balls I could see her other hand in between her legs and fingering herself. Suddenly Phil was shouting, ‘oh auntie, I’m cumming.’ I watched as my wife clamped her mouth tighter around his huge cock as he spunked deep in her mouth. She moved back, turned to face me and opened her mouth and showed me that is was full of. "You can't ever tell, Lizzy."My brow furrowed. He thought this was a blackmail thing? "I'm not gonna tell anyone. I just want to know why," I said.He sighed. "Look, I know it's wrong. But I am a guy, I have needs," he said."But you have girlfriends all the time!" Yeah, but they don't always take care of me," he said, looking like it was embarrassing to be talking about this."Well...but...but how come you never asked me?" I asked, shyly.He looked confused. "Asked you what?"Oh God, was he really. We stood facing each other. He took both our cocks in one hand and started to give us a hand job. It felt amazing having my cock touch his boiling hot dick. Our bodies were so close, I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He jerked us until we both came soaking our dick and his hand. He moved his hand away but our still hard cocks continued to rub against each other. Eventually, we cleaned up and went to bed. Though he didn't say it, I knew from his reaction that he enjoyed rubbing our.