"Goddamn, that's a big cock," was all I could think over and over and over. His faster and faster pounding forced me into my wife's clit faster and fa...ter and I could tell she was building up to an explosive climax."Yeah... yeah... yeah... right... there... oh god... Bob... give him... that cock... drive him... drive him... drive his ass... fuck that ass... fuck him... oh ssshit yeah... fuck him... that's it... that's it... right there right there right OOOHH GOD YEAH!" She bucked against my. I squatted down and grabbed hold of his amazing cock, I gave the precum a quick lick and observed his reaction, no grossed out face or surprises, he wanted this and so did I. All inhibitions went out the window then and there.I lapped his cock head with my tongue over and over, enjoying the salty precum that was now slowly oozing out more and more, the saliva that had coated it and the smell of a hard cock before my very face was too much, I had to suck this cock and that's exactly what I did.I. Neither of them had had their bikinis wet before. They got really sheer, almost totally see through. Steve taped Marsha as she got out of the water and into the boat. Marsha pulled her rope in and Steve taped her. She was bent over the transom with her legs spread pulling in her rope. She looked practically naked in her wet bikini. Debbie skied by herself and for a while and then she got into the boat. Steve taped her getting in also. Debbie was kneeling on the transom bent over with her legs. It was a very unsettling feeling and I told her I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and I couldn’t believe what she told me next, she told me she really didn’t care about her promotion but that it was a means to an end in that she could use her job to travel free as she hooked all over the country. “Yes Dennis, I am, no I love being a whore and being paid for it, my only regret is that I didn’t find out in my twenties.” I was devastated I was thinking my marriage was over but she assured me.