I had never imagined touching another man's dick much less kneeling at his feet as he rubbed it across my lips but the entire scene was the most eroti... thing I had ever experienced."I think he likes it baby," Deanna said to her well hung lover. She laughed as he smeared precum across my mouth. My wife was clearly the dominant person in our manage a trois. She had cum three times while her well endowed lover fucked her in every position imaginable as I watched.I fought the urge to lick the salty. Then out of nowhere she rolled over right off the bed crashing to the floor. I panicked her bras was shifted and I knew her nipples had to be wet with my saliva. I might of had a mini stroke. But when she fell and crashed to the floor she was still snoring. The fall from the bed to the floor must have been three feet and it was like it never even happened. As I sat up on the bed and looked over she was laying there out cold with her wet boobs hanging out her blouse. I got up and walked. "Please... you're confusing him."Mary groaned and sank to her hands and knees. The dog was in back of her in a flash, his front paws clinging fiercely to her waist and hips, his head and neck projected forward, his eyes set and glazed, his ass jerking inward and outward at lightning speed. Evidently he couldn't find the correct spot at first, but as Pete moved over to try to help, Mary screamed and left her knees momentarily to rise on her toes, her hands still touching the floor, supporting. ”I bit my tongue and let the man’s insolence pass. Given my requirements for a knife, able to be secreted about my person, it could be supposed I was the former rather than the latter.As I was leaving the establishment, a young man who did not bear the superior air found in many who work for well-established firms with a long and reputable history, spoke quietly to me.“The weapon you require can probably be made at the Sykes Foundry in Dead dog Alley, Shoreditch, sir. Ask for William Fairbairn.