It was much bigger than I thought. It was twice the size of my husband’s cock.He slowly started to piston my mouth with his rod. It reached my throa.... My tongue coiled around his cock. Meanwhile, I was massaging his balls with my both hands.He started emitting a tacit moan. He mouthfucked me for about 10 minutes.My jaws started to ache. I signalled him to stop. He took his cock out of my mouth. He still didn’t cum. His cock was now harder than ever.He now undressed himself and stood nude in. He had watched her from afar for so long that to finally have her in front of him, down on her hands and knees, was like something out of a dream.He could see a small bead of precum adorning the tip of his cock briefly before it was enveloped by her mouth. He almost lost it in that moment. The heat, the gentle pressure and the sensation of her lips and tongue around his cock was almost enough to push him over the edge. He managed to hold on. She stroked his cock vigorously, causing her exposed. He slowly sat up and I could feel him still quivering. I wasn’t sure if it was from the powerful orgasm he just experienced or if it was from me being between his legs running my fingers over his strong thighs. I had decided to do something I had never done before and I wasn’t sure how he would react. I slowly arose till my head was above his chest. I traced his nipples with my tongue and ran it down to his belly button. I came to the white substance and I gently licked the wet salty puddle. Bruno then busied him self cutting off my blouse and dropping my skirt down around my feet. My skirt was quickly followed by my panties, leaving me hanging there in my bra, stockings and garters. My tormentor then left for a time. When he returned, he jerked the hood off my head. My eyes struggled to readjust to the sudden change in light levels. When they finally did I was greeted by a view of Bruno as I had never seen him before. He wore a leather jock strap, heavy black lace-up boots.