She pokes it a little and licks the tip before wrapping her soft lips around the head and sliding her mouth over it again and again, getting it all we... and hot.Now I'm watching eagerly as I love to see my wife pleasured and pleasing others and this she is enjoying a lot, and so is our friend who is horn-dogged to hell and laying back against the sofa, having his cock sucked by someone else's wife.Eventually she gets up again and slides her panties off, then tugs his trousers down and straddles. " She laughed briefly. "Can we bring anything for tomorrow?" Just your smiles," Chris said.Jules insisted she drive her car to our apartment. We caught up with rapid fire questions and comments, excited to be together again. I sat in the back to let John sit next to her but couldn't stop touching her shoulder and hair. When we got to the apartment, I grabbed her bag while John picked her up and carried her towards the door."Stop it! You put me down!" The giggles took the imperative away from. I was surprised when she said that she had fallen asleep in the Hummer, and a voice had told her how everything worked in the house, and that until Sandi and Nancy arrived, she was the woman of the house.I was getting angry at all the interference by these aliens, but I knew there was nothing I could do about it. They seemed to be monitoring everything we did, what we said, and I was sure even what we thought.Getting up, I went to the fridge, opened it and grabbed a bottle of Sam Adams. Walking. "Sweet Bones, there is no joke." He hugged her. "You want to dress up, go put your new boots on." Oh how I have fallen on hard ways," she moaned and raised the back of her hand to her brow in a dramatic gesture. "In college I once debated with myself whether or not to call in sick when my red and green tartan outfit did not come back from the cleaners. Now, here today, my worry is that I wear boots so I don't get my tush packed with snow." Your tush and your bush," he corrected her. "If they.