Thirty minutes had passed and Chris and my wife began to make out once again on the bed. His cock was nearly hard again and he wanted to take my wife ...ne more time. She slid her head down onto his cock and began to suck on it. She sucked hard on his cock for several minutes while wrapping both hands tightly around the circumference of his huge cock. A short time later she once again begged him to fuck her once again. “Oh god I need you to fuck me again!” my wife moaned out. My wife now. I thought you just said you can't do it." No I didn't say that." Well, it's kinda gay and we said no gay stuff." Yes we did. But this is not. It's just cutting hair. Like the way a barber might trim your hair." No I'm not doing it." I said"It's just a small thing. You're overthinking it. I promise I'll be quick. Besides, I scheduled the dare this evening at 7pm and already almost a thousand fetish freaks want to see it." What?" We are going to make money, bro." He smiled."Alright." I accepted. Another which had once been filled with socksnow held a few bras in 36D. He finally found the briefs and socks in thedrawer with his T shirts. But they were all clean and some of them werebrand new! That might explain where the hamper came from too.He went into the living room, and saw a handful of movies on disc. Allwere chick flicks. Whoever it was had returned the kitchen to it'spristine state. One of the TV dinners had been eaten, and the box was inhis trash. There was a new trash can. After about an hour , and her killing a bottle of wine, she was ready to go to the room. I met the bulls in the bathroom via text, gave an additional room key and to go up and wait.When we got into the room,they were both on the couch, shirts off, and both rock rock hard with his 9” x 6” hammers saluting.She was awkward at first and i pushed her gently toward the bed, commanding her to start chewing, while guiding her face toward him. I slid the denim skirt up, and pushed the black silk panties.