I wanted to say no. I wanted to honor my promise, but I wanted it so bad, needed it in a way that transcended all reason. “Please,” I moaned, much...to his amusement. “Going to do it my way, then, Blondie.” I watched, transfixed, as he unzipped his trousers and pulled his hard cock out. God, it looked huge. Black and shiny, a thick vein running from the swollen tip to his hair balls. Taking his eyes off me for a moment, he grabbed the bag and dumped a liberal amount of powder on it and began to. "Not so fast, stud. I don't know about your other bimbos, but this one wants to get excited before she gives a blow job. Now eat that pussy properly. And while you're at it, stick a finger in my ass." He looked at me with surprise, and an angry look flitted through his face, but he was thinking with the little head, so he lay down and began working on my cunt energetically. His tongue would catch my clit occasionally, but it was enough to get me started. I decided to give him a break, and. "Oh, that!" I said like it was nothing. "Don't worry about it, it was all in good fun and nothing bad has happened to me."She looked at me and said, "Are we talking about the same thing?" Well, what did you hear?" I asked.And then she told me about what she had heard and how many boys and girls had been touching me on that party in the forest. And also the more embarrassing things that I had done to myself, she knew about. While she was telling about it, I could see that she was embarrassed. It’s almost too much for me to handle, as I’ve always find it such a turn on watching other men fuck my wife. So I lean forward with my cock deep in Irene’s arse to concentrate on satisfying her. “How are you going Irene?” I ask “Feel my pussy, ah, ah, ahhhhh, I’m still cumming,” She replies, panting rapidly. I grab a breast with one hand and the other her pussy, she is still dripping cum. I give her wet mound a few light slaps, causing her to scream and cover my hand with her juices at the.