She moaned and shivered with need and anticipation of what was to come.He was taking it relatively easy this first time letting her get used to things...He helped her stand up again, took off the blindfold, and looked into her eyes as he tasted her lips kissing her with a force and passion, she had yet to ever experience.It was heady and she kissed back with everything she had not sure if she was supposed to but unable to help herself.He drew away. ‘Strip for me’He set some music up and watched. On the odd, rare, occasion she would stop and untie his right hand. Jack was right handed and his right hand was his masturbating hand. Sometimes she liked to watch him. She knew that it was humiliating. People preferred to do this in private; under the covers, with their own secret fantasy playing inside their head while their hand or fingers went to work. Sometimes she would take his right hand and fold his fingers around his erection; with her hand wrapped around his too she would start him. Finally her kisses had his cock touching both our lips and looking into her wild eyes, she finally pushed his cock to my lips as well as hers. Slowly, I opened my mouth as my wife brushed the fat black cockhead across my lips. Slowly she jerked his monster cock into my open mouth giving me my first direct taste of his secretions. Gently pulling on the back of my neck she pulled me forward guiding more of his meat into me. I closed my lips on him and staring at my wife became a cocksucker. Wild. Let's go, now, quick."We got up and hurried to the elevator. As soon as we were inside I grabbed her again and we started mashing lips. I slid my tongue past her teeth and she let it in, then sucked it vigorously. She watched herself in the mirrors all around and her eyes were about big enough to serve dinner on. It felt so good to be wrapped up in her big arms, folded in her massive body. We ran down the hallway of her floor, hand in hand, and as she fiddled with the keycard I felt her up from.