What a fun and exciting night. I couldnt wait to get home and tell Michael all about it, and what was planned for the next week. Sally phoned the foll...wing Wednesday afternoon and said that Pam had called her and asked if we could come over a little earlier than usual so we would have more time to play, and asked if I could pick her up at work as her husband would have her car. I said sure, and told her I would pick her up the next afternoon. The next day the only thing I could think about was. . remembered." he announced, naming the poem."I closed my eyes, but my vision failed to dim. She was there, standing ... and I could not un-see her. Her eyes, so dark, her skin so pale, her hair ... gossamer. She was the very picture of beauty.She looked at me ... and I could not hide my faults. And yet, her eyes began to shine with the light of the stars. And she smiled. At me. For me. She loved me, and her open arms allowed me to love her back.Her touch, feather light, hovering, unsure, but. I parted her thighs roughly and began to lick her damp pussy, and sucking on her open lips. I was just about to probe the wetness inside her with my finger but she turned her head and stared at me. “I don’t want your fingers in there. They would be a disappointment. I don’t want to be disappointed.” I didn’t need any further instruction. I plunging my cock straight into her pussy and began to pump her as hard as I could. But the tiled floor was slippery so I put my feet on the carpeted. Up and down his head bobbed. I watched the huge cock disappear almost completely down his throat, only to see almost all of it back again for the next plunging thrust."C'mon, jack him off, too!" I urged. "I want to make sure he comes in your mouth, so I can watch you swallow cum, just like we play at, at home!"This was SO cool. My pussy was getting wet now, as I watched my little sissy husband reaching out with his long oh-so-red nails; wrapping them around this big, hard, anonymous dick. He.