Then came the dancing, the food, the drinking, followed by more dancing. While we had been on the receiving line and had taken pictures, our guests ha... spent the time drinking and eating hors d'oeuvres, so we found most of them pretty hammered by the time we finally showed up. It didn't get too crazy, but some had a lot more fun than others did and 'a good time was had by all'. The cake was three-tiered and white. I didn't smash any in her face and that in turn, was the only request that I had. Thus it was easy for my wife to leave the household management to the maids when she would travel. Melissa in particular was quite enterprising and since ours was the only house she worked in, had enough time available as well not just to cook but to buy vegetables and groceries, keep the kitchen organized, etc. She was of course quite well paid by us as well. She lived at home with her mother in law and would often spend most of the day at our place cooking, etc and then watching the afternoon. I shimmy down the bed and find his morning erection, feel the firm warmth against my palm, the skin soft like silk. I know every inch of his cock, the pale pink of the shaft, the rosier red of its head. I allow the tip of my tongue to explore the eye, then the head, in slow luxurious licks. I don’t rush. I don’t need to, not now. We have time. He shifts and eases into my mouth, half awake and he half groans and half sighs. I pull on the head, sucking slowly and the noise in his throat shifts to. She was evidently enjoying it. SheMoved her hand slowly to my shorts but stopped short of grabbing my dick. May be she was still not ready to cross the final frontier.I took her hand & placed it over my bulge. She held it hard & squeezed. It actually hurt. I let out a slight “ouch”. She said sorry. I took her face in my hand & deep kissed her tongue. She tasted so good. I was on fire now. I removed my shirt & shorts & was nude in front of her. She looked at my tool lovingly. I realized that.