This is what I want. Feel free to whatever part you want. Lie down on the grass.” I hovered my pussy over his mouth. “Make me juicy.”He got busy...with his tongue and fingers. That felt good. He managed a muffled comment, “Juice good.”“Now for even more juice put some of your juice in there too.” I moved back and he moved in. He grabbed my tits; I started bouncing. I was enjoying him inside. I had a mini orgasm as he finished. I laid on top and shared more than a few sloppy wet kisses.He got limp. “I haven’t done that in years. It’s called deep-throating. Takes a little practice.” She winked and leaned down lower, now wrapping her lips around his testicle.“AW…ssshit!” Christopher cried. He clapped his hand over his mouth in embarrassment. “S-sorry mom…” He stammered.“That’s ok baby, it’s alright to swear a little under the circumstances.“ She said before sucking on his ball again. Her tongue pushed and played with his sac, as if she her making out with it. With her free hand she reached. Wednesday rolled around and I came home from work and my wife had a devilish grin on her face. When we went to bed that night she showed me her pussy and I saw that it was completely bald. She had gone for a waxing after work. I went to go down and give her a good licking and she pulled away saying, "Sorry the next cock I get will be black." I went to sleep with a raging boner. Friday night came and when I arrived home my wife was just getting out of the shower. She had a look of lust in her. Charlie covered them, cleaned himself up, and dressed. He walked up to the flight deck and asked the crew if they would like something to eat or drink. The pilots told him where there packages were stored and Charlie brought it to them. He asked, ‘Where we are going guys?’ ‘We are going to Guayaquil, Ecuador.’ ‘Why on earth are we going there?’ ‘Mr. Gomes, I am not in the habit of asking that question to Miss Mesner. All I know is I am to take care of your wife and you as if my life and my.