‘Are you going to suck his cock, I would love to see that?” she exclaimed. I smiled, I wasn’t sure, but I knew the opportunity was there. ‘We ...ill have to see’, was all I said. The night came around and we arrived at their house at 6:00pm, they were about to put their kids to bed and assured us that once they were gone, the time would be ours to spend together. We sat down for a meal and ate at around 8:00pm. We had plenty of red wine (not that we needed any Dutch courage, all of us couldn’t. "Man ask you a question, slut! You hear him?" Jerome exclaimed, once again grabbing my cheeks.I nodded, aware that my eyes were watery.This seemed to excite jerome even more. He laughed silently and looked at Chris, then back to me as he poked a finger in between my puckered lips. I sucked.Chris became fast, moaning hard and suddenly, a warm gush filled my hole and a heavy sigh of relief came from behind me. His cock pulled out of my ass and I tried to clench, but my muscles refused to work, I. His fingers poked and prodded my chest and stomach. When he got down to mynavel, he asked me to remove my boxers. I lifted my hips off the table,slid them down and off and dropped them on the floor. I laid flat on myback and his fingers continued to examine me from the navel down to thebase of my cock. He picked up my cock and examined my shaft. He placed histhumb and forefinger on either side of my shaft just behind my knob andpulled my foreskin back. The sensation of the tight band of skin. Hosi started to rock and soon we were in our rhythm—not just a rhythm, our rhythm. It was something we did whenever we fucked, something we did every day, something guaranteed to raise our temperatures to the boiling point. Faster and faster we went, harder and harder we ground into each other until—at last—we exploded into each other. Hosi collapsed onto me. I gripped her tightly and we kissed again…and again…and again. Finally, she slid off and we found sleep. We woke before dinner, dressed.