At the same moment, your warm mouth encases my condom-encased prick and youstart to suck. It only takes a few seconds for me to reach orgasm. All this...teasing hasleft my senses in overdrive and your probing finger and soft mouth have sentme over the edge. My second orgasm of the day leaves my head spinning. "That's a good slave," you croon, "I'm glad we got that outof the way so now you can concentrate on making sure I get my pleasure. Followme." The straps are released, but again my wrists are. A small burst of salty lube appeared at the tip. I licked at it, letting the string stretch from my tongue to the tip, then licked back and forth, tickling the front of his dick. Then in my mouth again. Up and down for another minute or so, enjoying the sensation of his erection easing in and out of my mouth.I noticed his body responding more and more with little motions. A rhythm began to grow in his hips with the movement of my head. His balls would twitch every now and then. I let me hands. I looked at her and, with a wink, said, "Dare."She told me that she needed an orgasm in the worst way, and could I finger her while we were driving. She put her feet on the dash, leaned the seat back, and I went to work. In five minutes she was screaming in orgasm and, afterward, said, "Oh My God that was amazing!"I told her, "That was only the beginning; it gets a lot better." Then I smiled.She said, "Pull off the road."We pulled off onto another side road. I came around her side of the truck,. My wife, April, attended college there with me and knew a lot of the locals. With the added company of our old college buddies, it was too much like old times to pass up. When April and I were packing for the trip I noticed she packed the dress that she knew I loved. It was a VERY tight fitting strapless dress that stopped about 2 inches from her knees. The material was so tight that she could not wear underwear with it, which is part of the reason why I loved it so much. Aprils figure.