"Well I for one blame you for that. I was clearly ready well before now, but I just couldn't make myself break free," said Dusty as she smiled at her ...nd pulled her closer to himself by wrapping his arms around her."You know, I certainly didn't hear you complaining about anything we did while we were in the middle of doing it," said Suzan with a fake pout."Well you certainly heard something when you bit my upper back during our first session. I'm not sure how to explain to anyone who sees it. Not Brad Pitt, but not Gilbert Gottfried, either.I smiled, stepping inside quietly as he requested.He closed the door and locked it behind me. I stood there looking about his living room as he did so. When he turned back to me, he raised one hand and slid it up along the inside of my purse strap, the back of his hand brushing the side of my breast.He made no apology; it was no accident.Setting the purse down to the side, he turned, placing his hand on my thigh/butt. Again, no accident. This was. He had never talked dirty before and I was finding it really hot. I nodded, biting my lip to hold in the moan that was begging to rip free from my throat as his fingers picked up the pace. He pulled his fingers out of me abruptly, making me whimper at the loss. He pulled back and smirked down at me, capturing my lips in a kiss as he lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist and picking me up. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, kissing a trail down his jaw as the took the few. She pulled her mouth off the cock and cried out, "Oh, god, yesssss. Don't stop. Fuck my ass, my pussy, my mouth. Fuck my whole fucking body. FUCK ME!!!"That caused three things to happen. The man in her ass began fucking in earnest, the other man shoved his dick back into her mouth and rode it like it was a pussy, and I came in my host's mouth. She swallowed it down, smiled, and walked away. A woman I had not noticed sitting next to me bent over and sucked out the last drops. "Your wife is one.