OOo It is a restless Saturday night as I think about how Leslie had seduced me over the summer and the two of us becoming lovers. Thoughts of her fit,...firm nineteen-year-old body have my cock stirring. The desire to have unbridled sex with her again overwhelms me and I lay there next to my soundly sleeping wife, masturbating to thoughts of fucking Leslie again.I run my fingers lightly along my rigid shaft, up to the circumcised head and around the ridge. My other hand fondles my large ball sac. I moaned and groaned as I suck on his dick. He just kept his hand on my head and enjoyed my mouth. Every so often he would say, “ya bitch! Suck that fucking cock” and I did, like a mad man. I don’t know how much time passed before we arrived at a house. But when we got there, another one of his home-boy’s was inside. I was standing in the living room looking at the four of them when Flaco said to me, “take your clothes off bitch and get down on your knee’s and open your mouth.” As I was doing. I didn't know if she would be able to do the same for John because he was so thick. I watched her take the head of his cock in her mouth. They both moaned. Stacey slowly took his rigid dick in her mouth, but just an inch or two. She bobbed up and down a few times. Then she licked his dick head in circles. She was giving him the blow job of his life. She kept repeating that, sucking him, taking a little more each time in her mouth, and licking his head.Then she moved over to me and took my whole. His breathing returned back to its original rhythm. I could feel his hot limp cock pressing against my ass. I spread my legs and moved his cock between my thighs and rested it against my pussy and closed my legs. Cradling his cock against lips of my pussy. Nothing. No movement. I reached down to where his cock tip was sticking out between my legs and lightly caressed underneath the tip. I traced up to the tip and back down. He stirred and hardened slightly. Lightly tracing around the rim.