He took off his own underwear and assumed his Master would look away, but he saw a smile spark on Ciel's face and stepped onto the bed with his knees ...nd proceeded to kiss the feet and legs, massaging them. +He kissed more and more, going closer and closer towards the pussy of his Master. The vulgar word, but it seemed right when he was falling...., no it was too soon to tell. He spread the legs a bit wide and looked at Ciel who had a pillow next to his chest, awaiting the next pleasure,. She smiled and said well this could be interesting and fun for sure. The picnic came and went and my wife and Mayfield had their usual conversations when they seen each other, a long one at meal time and a couple of brief chats when we crossed paths in the park. I said “are you liking that?”,….she just smiled and said “yes”.When we got home that night we showered and got in bed, we wasted no time getting hot and she said “ I asked Mayfield if he wanted to come over and have dinner with us some. She then looked at my cock,like she was fascinated with it and she picked up speed while she jerked me. It felt so wonderful. I was losing it in desire. Especially when I felt her other hand start playing with my swollen balls. "Oh God!" I remember moaning pretty loud. She told me quickly to be quiet. Then she started to tell me, "Cum Johnny. Cum." It was hot! I think my hips started to rise and fall with her strokes. Hearing her say that really got to me. I started to sweat. I was trying to. ‘Fucking hell’, he said, ‘you’re fucking filthy, you fucking slut.’ ‘You wouldn’t know half of it’ I replied, now let’s dance, and let’s see if your cock is as good as you say it is. The songs were cheesy, his moves were cheesy, I hoped his bell end wasn’t. He pawed me a bit, he pushed my gown into my cleavage, to expose both my tits, he kissed them, pulled them, pinched them, gentle and subtle weren’t his middle name. He was grabbing my arse, the gown pulled across so everyone could see, I.