Phyllis soon climaxed. Sandra pushed me away and said, “You and Dave have some fun. You said you were curious. Now’s your chance.” She pulled Ph...llis’s mouth to her breasts and started rubbing her pussy. Soon Phyllis was suckling at her breasts and gave only token resistance when Sandra pulled her hand to her pussy. As the two began finger-fucking each other, I grabbed Dave’s throbbing hard cock and stroked it vigorously with both hands. When I knelt my head to take him into my mouth, he said,. I looked behind me and my stomach dropped. Kathleen was facing me with her eyes closed and a smile on her face. Dave was behind her, kissing her neck. His hands were fondling her breasts. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.I experienced the full range of human emotions: fear, excitement, panic, arousal, angst, jealousy, exhilaration. Then I noticed that Kathleen was reaching behind her with her left hand. It was below the water, and moving. My wife’s hand was stroking another man’s cock. We. What was Phileas Fogg doing all this time? It might be thought that, in his anxiety, he would be constantly watching the changes of the wind, the disorderly raging of the billows—every chance, in short, which might force the Mongolia to slacken her speed, and thus interrupt his journey. But, if he thought of these possibilities, he did not betray the fact by any outward sign. Always the same impassible member of the Reform Club, whom no incident could surprise, as unvarying as the ship’s. . before long I copped another mouth full of the hot and sticky and decided to swallow, as I did my cock blasted into the mouth of baldy, again a big cheer went up ,then . where do you want this boy, bill asked, and presented a stiff George cock to me ,my face thank you, point him at my face .I knew he would say that I new my little schoolboy would want his face painted with hot cum from a big cock, splat it hit my face time and time again as George aaad and ooood .I was lifted off the table.