Ginny in a slightly drunk and joking tone asks Hermione(Ginny not realizing that Hermione has had a deep fantasy of the very question) “Do you want ...o sleep in my bed or on the couch?” In shock to the very thing she was thinking of when Ginny was comforting her. Surprising herself with her own automatic response she asked “Is Harry going to be there?”Ginny answers jokingly “Yes, and he took a Viagra before you came over.”Hermione even more shocked to hear this, not hearing the sarcasm in. He knew Walter well enough by now to be able to read the expression on his face, and in his eyes; and the feel of that big, thick, stiff cock shaft in his grasp, as it throbbed like a heart beat, it all spoke to Walter's honesty and faithfulness; and this always pleased Dominique very much.He didn't resume stroking Walter's cock for a few more seconds, and they both stared into one another's faces, not saying a word. But then, just as Dominique felt Walter's cock starting to loose it's. “Fuck, you’re beautiful…” I said, almost on a sexual high. Amber would then suck my erection with more of a moderate pace. I reached down and groped her breasts. As she would suck, more of her beautiful saliva would form, turning me on more.“Yeah, spit on it. Spit on it for me.”She stopped, spitting on my throbbing penis and looked at me with a stray drop of saliva on her chin. I lovingly wiped it with my finger. I stuck said finger in her mouth. She sucked it with vigor.“Turn around. Let me. She was sitting behind the bar pouring our drinks while John sat directly across the bar getting a nice view of her shapely breasts behind her tight fitting white singlet. I jokingly said to Sally that she should be our topless waitress for the night. She looked at me in horror and said "In your dreams" Well yes I did dream of this but thought it would be hot to see my wife exposing her bare breasts in front of another man. As the night went on and a few drinks later she was still very definite.