She was soaking wet, as the dildo was going in and out, her pussy made an audible squelching sound. Liz bent her neck to face down and took the end of...my cock in her mouth as it passed through the top of her cleaverage. After a few minutes of this when I gained momentum of speed, her glasses fell off onto the floor. I then slowed down my pace and spat a long glob of saliva into her cleavage and onto my cock.“Yes please,” Said Liz, as she turned to look up at me and opened her mouth and stuck. Abigail admitted, “Matthew (her husband) stays gone, and it seems that I get horny the most when he’s gone.” I shared the same feelings. I asked Abigail, “So what do you do to relieve the sexual tension that builds while he’s gone?” Abigail shared that she usually uses vibrators, masturbation, and an occasional man, but “something’s missing.” I asserted that I agreed, for me it’s having an intimate relationship with a friend, another person that understands me, a woman. With all. At least he had Trica, but I had no one. I couldn't resist, but to feel my crotch, and even though my jean shorts and panties, I felt a wet spot. I shook and let out a deep breath too, and I couldn't take my eyes off the bedroom door to save my life.Whether I liked it or not, my feet began moving towards the door. My hand never came off my crotch either, and of course, it was my pussy that controlled me then. I slathered my lips so much; they felt as wet and slippery as ice.As I arrived at the. Before I could muster a reply he pushed me back to the bed and forced me to my back. Crawling up my body on his knees, he placed his erect cock against my lips and demanded 'suck my dick, bitch.' Stunned, I slowly parted my lips and licked the head of his dick. He reached down cupping my head in his hand and forced his dick into my mouth. I sucked his stiff cock fro a few minutes before he got up and started to remove his clothes, all I had on was my robe and shorts. 'Get down on your knees,'.