I was ready to watch her get fucked.“Lick her pussy for me,” instructed Scott.I got on my hands and knees in the bed and put my head between her s...ft, peach thighs. She pulled them together gently so that one was on each of my ears. I suddenly became aware of why Scott wanted me to do this, aside from the obvious. My ass was directly in front of him. My skirt was riding up. I buried my tongue in her soft, velvet pussy. Her juices were already flowing, and they filled my mouth and dribbled down. "Why'd you marry me? It wasn't for sex, even though you've always been a horny bastard. We only made love a handful of times before you proposed. Was it because of my blonde hair or my big hooters?" I asked, closing the gap between us completely and stroking his cock. "I didn't marry you for any part of your body, but just because I fell for you three weeks into our relationship." "Damn, that's all it took, three weeks? I'm flattered, Dan, seriously," I chuckled. "Well, its true," he made. " He began laughing.She looked at him and said, "For that you can get your own breakfast, and dinner, and even your own supper. You two are perverts." She started laughing because he kidded her about her breasts for as far back as I can remember but he always said she had the best looking ones in town.I walked over to them and wrapped an arm around each and pulled them close to me, "I love you guys, you know." I sat at my place and waited for her to bring the eggs. I think I saw a tear when she. When my fingers brushed against the shaft of his cock, Greg let out a moan, that I took as approval. I wrapped my hand around the shaft of his cock and began to slowly stroke his cock. Greg raised his hips and slid his boxers down, giving me easy access to stroke his cock. The stopped talking and let me stroke his cock. I took my left hand and began to lightly massage his big balls. I could see the head of his cock poking out of his foreskin with each stroke. My cock was aching I was so turned.