Wine always makes my wife randy and she murmured to me that she might 'play' with Larry's cock that evening. I said that would be okay by me, to which...she said that she might even let him put it into her! I told her that would be good as long as I could watch. She asked me if I wouldn't be too busy screwing Angie but I assured her that I would be watching closely anyway. By the time Larry got home however, she had sobered up and nothing happened...The events of this story happened one summers. She gasped slightly as he pressed a bit harder, but since he didn't have any lube at hand, he didn't try to actually penetrate her."I was just thinking about how I'd like to try your back door. Latisha seemed to enjoy it, but she fell asleep pretty quickly too. Well, to be honest, she didn't enjoy the anal itself, as much as the cunt-lapping I gave her after I'd dumped a load up her ass. The ass-fuck didn't seem to hurt her, but she didn't get much out of it."By-the-by, the only reason I shared. Yes, I was nervous, very nervous, but not in the way she meant, it was a different sort of nervous now. Before I'd been nervous about her touching me, nervous about being seduced and maybe even made love to, but now I was nervous that it might not go right, that I might chicken out, or she would decide she didn't want to, or anything that might leave me high and dry. Like I said, it was a very different kind of nervous, but I tried to reassure her by putting one arm around her neck and dr****g. I knew what he was trying to do, but escaping to the kitchen suddenly didn’t seem far enough. ‘Sorry Adam, I’d love to, but I should go. I’m in court tomorrow afternoon and I still have a lot left to prepare for.’ I collected my purse and jacket and slipped my feet into my boots. ‘I’ll see you all next week.’ Everyone in the room said goodbye cheerfully. Everyone but Nate. He never looked up as he strummed his guitar. ~*~ Three days later, I was shuffling through a stack of briefs when an.