It got to the point where I simply couldn’t bear it any longer, and I doubt that he could either. I forget who made the first move.Simultaneously, w... looked at each other in the eyes and reached for each other’s penises. True to style, I reached over and started to knead his testicles, rolling the tender globes between my fingers, applying the tiniest amount of pressure. Meanwhile, he was gripping my penis and moving his hand up and down. He gripped harder on the way down, so the tip of my head. She was wearing a very sheer white thong bottom and a small see-through bikini top. She stood on the deck for a minute, giving the two guys enough time to take in her gorgeous body. They tried hard not to stare, but couldn’t pull their eyes away. Eventually, they looked over at me, probably expecting me to be offended that they were ogling my wife. Instead, I smiled at them and raised my eyebrows as if to say, “Beautiful, huh?” When they saw that I didn’t mind, they turned their attention back. They were greeted with warmth and smiles from the crowds, being told of the special recognition ceremony that was about to take place for Dr. Wilson's quick thinking actions during the winter just past.But, there was still no Dr. Wilson after three minutes.Finally, Bill Wilson appeared. He was gaunt, dark circles and bags ringed his red, weary, watery eyes. He looked worried and afraid. The crowd applauded and cheered; to his surprise.Brittnay Hughes ran to him and hugged him; the Chief of the. Oh my god, I'm cumming," gasped Swallows. Her thighs trembled. Her breathing a hot gasp. "I'm cumming, hunny." Swallows came. Her inner pussy muscles quivering and pulsing. Gripping and squeezing Bumfelt's steel-hard cock like a wet bear trap. Pussy juices exploding around his throbbing member as he pounded into her wet love hole. "Oh god, no more," gasped Swallows. "No more, baby." Bumfelt slid from her sopping pussy. He pulled Swallows to the edge of the desk. She leant towards his hard cock..