“That’s really yummy … and my pussy’s really wet … I feel all tingly and warm inside”“I think you’re about ready for my cock then … ...hat do you think”? “OH yes … I REALLY want to feel your cock inside me … will you fuck me now please” Well how could I resist? The truth is I couldn’t have stopped myself. I already had my rock hard dick in my hand, and had been wanking at the sight of her.I pulled her down the couch a bit so her bum was just on the edge, and placed her legs on my shoulders. And,. The other hand found its way to her breast, and began to massage the pointed pink nipples. She parted the bubbles to watch her hands, then, embarrassed, she closed the passageway, so that only her two rosy and bubble-tipped nipples shone above the white spume. This gave her even more of a turn- on, and her fingers moved into her love-starved slit and began to massage her clitoris into twitching hardness. She couldn't resist playing with herself this way; she had done it so many times since. After about 10 minutes of grinding and dancing. The guy leaned down to bury his face in my neck, I heard him inhale real deep and told me my hair smelled great (a huge turn on for me btw.) I expected him to start making out with me and he kissed and “lip” nibbled my neck while grabbing and spreading my ass cheeks apart under my skirt. I had my arms up and around his neck and loved every second of the attention I was getting. I looked over to see Robin and Charlotte at a table talking. At the. Once I was comfortable admitting that I enjoyed watching just as much as I enjoyed participating, they introduced the word cuckold to our sex games. It wasn't long before I admitted that I was excited about being Jeanne's cuckold husband. By the time I left Tucson to spend Christmas and New Years in San Antonio with Jeanne and the girls, I was hoping I would have an opportunity to watch Jeanne with another man. New Years Eve the opportunity did arise. It started as one of the most exciting.