By this time my own cock stood tall.He moved his mouth down to between Emma’s thighs. He gave me a quick look then started the lick and kiss her pus...y. I looked at my wife. She had her eyes closed, her face showing the pleasure she was receiving. I held her hand and she opened her eyes and smiled at me, a gasp of pleasure escaping from her mouth.Emma then sat up and moved him on his back, her arse in the air next to my face as she started to suck his cock.‘Lick me from behind whilst I suck his. He is a few inches smaller than me and seems in pretty good shape. He has an athlete’s body rather than a weightlifter’s, but he is slightly chubby around the edges. Nicely rounded, I decide. He has short black hair and a pretty face, almost female – a soft, flat nose; big, deep brown eyes, thin lips, high cheekbones. He is wearing a small tank top that shows off his body and a pair of low hanging jeans with holes in them. As he sits down next to me, a flash of pink briefs causes my penis to. Why did I love holding my wife's bag and being so submissive to her?Why was wearing panties and a pad making my locked up little penis soexcited that it was constantly dripping pre-cum? Just the thought ofmaking her so happy last night and this morning with my tongue and mouthgave me a quiver of excitement and I could smell her soft fragrance inthe clothes I was wearing which was driving me crazy. Looking down atthe pretty sandals I was wearing and my sexy shaved legs was surreal.Was I a. AWESOME, DUDE!"Martin sat up, and pulled a pillow over his crotch."You know, you can tell her things like SLEEP or COUCH or EAT and she'lltake a break," Will said laughing. "I probably should have told youthat, huh?" Wouldn't have used them my friend, wouldn't have used them," Martinsmiled in response.Martin got up and walked towards the kitchen. His walk had theunmistakable air of someone who'd be fucking for about 30 hours. Willrecognized it at once."I've walked like that," Will laughed..