“Oh, fuck,” Tim said with a loud breath. “Lower…”I kissed his abs. I licked his belly button. I kissed my way down. My tongue got lost in hi... pubic hair. I started at the base of his cock. “Jesus, Mary, Mother!” Tim said through gritted teeth. I kissed the skin. He reacted to my every kiss. I licked up the shaft. “Uh-huh, uh-huh,” Tim said affirmatively, nodding. I got to the tip. I worked my tongue between the lips of the tip of his cock. It made him jump. I took his cock into my mouth. I. ..both had cocks that matched my 7 incher. Nick took his place between my wife's legs and pushed in...he moaned saying loudly..."ah fuck..so fucking tight...ugh..this bitch is tight...nice fucking fit..ugh" He pounded her pussy and I could hear her faintly moaning and her pussy started to make fart sounds and his cock tightly griped the walls of her cunt...Steve stood next to my wife's face...her sweet face...and he took his cock and probed her lips...her tongue snaked out and I see continued. We would flirt, accidentally "brush" up against each other, and he would still ask to see my hooters. The sexual tension was fantastic. But I held out because I was still with my boyfriend and he was still married.About two months later he got a new job with a better company. I was crushed. He still called and stopped by to visit, but it just wasn't the same. Our flirting was restricted to once a week phone calls. He still wanted me, and I still wanted him.I eventually got sick of my job.. As I became excited the scene became even more lewd and that in turn added to my excitement. It did not take long before I was squirming and moaning for the gratification of Richard and is camera. As I came, I again nearly collapsed onto the chain as all the strength drained from my wobble legs.Richard looked delight as he came forward, kissed me on the forehead and at the same time gave my damp, still sensitive, sex and friendly pat.‘Good girl, not so hard was it. I think you enjoyed it.’That.