I was slow to pull my boxers down. Now my hard cock was in full view of her and her eyes were even wider now. It was large in every kind of aspect, ma...ching my body build. ‘Are you okay with this?’ I asked in a low tone. I wasn’t sure what I’d do if she said no. Probably still work my way to her breaking point? I was too turned on by the sight of her to want to give up now. ‘I’m fine,’ she whispered, taking her eyes from my cock and looking at my face. I was quick to slide my fingers beneath. He had read my message and decided to keep the line open for communication with me, suspecting it would be fun pretending to be my husband and see how far he could take it with me.I could feel the humiliation and embarrassment not to mention the anger at being duped by this man, then suddenly in my hazy head I realised, all those indecent photos and text message, tonight the bar, and the selfies and me kissing him, wtf, it appears I was having an affair with him and coming here to meet him and. Even if it was a quick play whenever Paul and Julie disappeared for a few minutes.This type of talk was pretty common between us but I wasn't sure how Paul would take it. As I was to find out, he probably enjoyed it as much as the rest of us. Well as we finally finished dinner and had polished off the best part of six bottles of wine, J suggested we go and relax on the couch."I have a better idea" said Paul. "Why don't we jump in the hot tub". J's eyes lit up until I pointed out that we didn't. They smelled so ripe with ass it made me so horny that I could stop myself from tasting them. I held them up and put them on my face, covering my face with the dirty crouch, So that I could suck and smell them while I beat my cock. Just as I was about to blow my load I dropped them to my hand. So holding them in my left hand I beat off with my right hand. I continued to stroke off right into them, painting the crouch with my cum. I rubbed it in and placed them back in the magazine rack. They.